Tuesday, September 15, 2009

One Woman's End

Sometimes I write poems.
Here's one I wrote about a not-so-nice woman in the newspaper.

One Woman's End

She came on like a tropical storm
uprooting households
snatching up a body or two
before her gale winds
dropped to about 30 miles per hour
and past deeds caught up with her.

Now alone, she resembles the wreckage
left behind...
boards strewn here and there
on a windswept frame.
Only a stray dog hangs around
waiting for some morsel...
but her cupboard is long since bare.


  1. Yikes! I don't want to be that woman!

  2. me neither! beautifully written Julie.

  3. Me neither! But this poor woman made some really negative choices in her life and is reaping the consequences. There's power in our choices--for good or for bad. Don't you just ache sometimes when you see people making choices that are going to come back and bite them!