Last Breath – A Cinquain

in, out again
no other sound so dear
except if you spoke, one more time,
I’d hear.

I wrote this cinquain for dVerse Poets Pubs FormForAll. It is my attempt to capture my experience of Thursday last week as I sat in my sister’s hospital room, praying she had it in her to keep fighting cancer, but knowing she did not.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


10 Responses

  1. …one more time to hear a voice. Yes, a tough, very tough thing. Expressed quite lovingly, sweetly here in this poem.

  2. This is a beautiful cinquain, born in adversity as so many of Adelaide Crapsey’s were. So sorry to hear about your loss. Will be praying for you.

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