mbird72

The Stonecutter


I cut at this stone
some relief

its trapped
the figure tight
needs to be released

as I gouge
moves its hands
opens its eyes
stretches the mouth
bares its teeth

deeper I gash
into the stone
it can scream in agony
the more relief is shown

it is still trapped
can't stretch its arms
can't break the tether
to free its legs
and run

face contorted in pain
held in place
demanding to be free
begging me to let it go

so much work to do
I dig further into the stone
straining, sweating, crying
so much work to do

deeper, yet deeper still
the further I go
the harder the stone

it won't let go
looking for the heart
exhausted
I finally find it

her head is free
her arms
her legs
they struggle, pushing
against the strong hold of the stone
thrashing, screaming for freedom

I make the last cuts
finally free
the figure looks at me
no longer a relief

what to do
standing on her own
where to go
stumbles
falls

returns to the stone
for relief
the stone is cold
it rejects her

doesn't belong anymore
did she ever

slowly
reluctantly
she backs away

from the mother
unfamiliar now
wasn't it always
suddenly
looking at her home
the heart
doesn't fit anymore
did it ever

knows too much
can't return
slowly
unsteady
turns her back
new beginnings
new life

searching for
the stonecutter
who set her
free

to thank
no one
there
only her

bringing her hands up
shuttering
she is
gripping a chisel

 

Comments4

  • Louis Gibbs

    I am deeply moved by this beautiful poem, mbird. A killer ending! You have the gift of exquisite expression. I look for more from you.

    • mbird72

      What an awesome compliment! Thank you!

    • burning-embers

      Spellbound by this! Stunning! I have read this four times, it grips me. I want more.

      • mbird72

        So do I! I dreamt it and when I woke up I wrote like a mad woman.

        • burning-embers

          Oh well done. I can begin to imagine your necessary speed as dream brainwaves turn into conscious brainwaves and everything fades away. What a beautiful place your mind visits nocturnally.

        • ShannonXx

          A moving poem! Loved the words used, very expressive

          • mbird72

            Thank you for reading it.

          • Heather T

            Fantastic first post!

            • mbird72

              Thank you Heather!



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