The Escape

Threatening clouds blew cross once blue skies.
Dark, sinister, he stood incensed.
White-knuckled fist shoved in her face,
words flew like lightning bolts.
Slut. Idiot. Whore. Landing like blows,
so in sensed by her dulled brain, they chilled her soul,
like hoar frost on some distant trampled land.

But this time, she alone knew the secret she’d hid.
Just three small steps to that small new gun.
Her shaking hand pointed as he turned his head,
and the nightmare was over.
This knight in shining armor crap,
dead.

And so she took his keys.
Rode down back roads, kicking up dust,
never looked back, only forward.
She’d find a place, somewhere,
with hope tinged clouds
in tomorrow’s dawn.

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Written for Tuesday’s Poetics at dVerse, a virtual pub for poets where today I’m tending bar, asking people to write a poem with at least two homophones. Homophones:  words with same sound but different spelling and different meaning. For example: two/too, and ball/bawl.  Homophones in The Escape include blue/blew, incensed/in sensed, whore/hoar frost, new/knew, nightmare/knight, rode/roads.  The trick in this prompt is to insure the “sense” of the poem, its flow and meaning are still the focus . The homophones need to fit in, rather than stick out boldly. Pub opens at 3 PM. Photo Credit: Linda Lucerne

31 thoughts on “The Escape

    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:34 pm

      Yes. For some reason, my brain went to the dark side on this one.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:36 pm

      Thanks – I guess shivers are good given how, for some reason, with a prompt that could be full of puns and fun, my head came up with this macabre tale.

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  1. Victoria C. Slotto October 18, 2016 / 1:32 pm

    So intense. Part of me has to say “Good for her,” even though I can’t condone murder. But then, I’ve never been used and abused like she was. This tragic scene replicates itself way too often, but most likely without the escape.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:38 pm

      Domestic abuse is a very serious, and often hidden problem
      This one kind of ends up like a solo version of Thelma and Louise.
      I am so very thankful for my kind and loving spouse❤️

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) October 18, 2016 / 2:53 pm

    Oh yes.. you managed to hide those homophones very well, love what you did here… it’s so fun to play with… and I admire how you managed to tell a story with all those pairs.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:38 pm

      I actually had to pare down some of the pairs to keep the tone intact 😊

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  3. kim881 October 18, 2016 / 3:12 pm

    A crime of passion – with homophones! Intense, dark and she got away!

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:45 pm

      That’s the good thing about being the writer, right? We can write the ending! 😊

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  4. Vinay Leo R. October 18, 2016 / 3:29 pm

    I wonder whether some different dark clouds will follow her, or will the skies be clear blue?

    Dark poem, but beautifully written.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:44 pm

      Oh I hope she has a new life. In fact, since I made her up, let it be so!😊

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:43 pm

      Thanks much! It was quite the tale to write, trying to get it right so readers didn’t smile at the pairs; rather went with the horror of the situation. Sometimes I wonder where this stuff comes from when I see what I’ve written!😳

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  5. Glenn Buttkus October 18, 2016 / 4:20 pm

    A terrific poem on the eve of your journey; as stated, you hid the homophones expertly–I loved the dark tale, wagging my tail when fooled by the hidden pairs. Conversely, wrote 16 verses dripping with levity & sarcasm.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 4:41 pm

      So glad you enjoyed. And I LOVED your take on this one! So wish I could send you a pic of the painting I mentioned in my reply to you. It’s a smiler😊

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  6. Sanaa Rizvi October 18, 2016 / 5:44 pm

    This is absolutely chilling both in words and image. Brilliant write 🙂

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  7. Brian October 18, 2016 / 5:58 pm

    This rocked me to the core Lillian. Great use of words to set a story in motion all the way to the dust trail.

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 6:15 pm

      So very glad you enjoyed. I “cheated” and listed the homophones in my explanation at the end. I adored hunting through yours, uncovering them with the second and third read.
      hmmmm me thinks you are a geologist, rocked to the core, and spelunking for homophones? 🙂

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      • Brian October 18, 2016 / 6:25 pm

        As long as I pull up a carat instead of a carrot.

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  8. ghostmmnc October 18, 2016 / 8:31 pm

    Oh, this is a sad tale, on all accounts, but I’m happy she got away. Very intense!

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 8:44 pm

      Me too. That’s the good thing about being the creator of a character — you have the ability to determine the outcomes. 🙂

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    • lillian October 18, 2016 / 10:37 pm

      Yes. I went to the dark side with this one. Glad you liked the prompt. 🙂

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  9. Vijita October 20, 2016 / 12:30 am

    nice use of homophones, a good read 🙂

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  10. kaykuala (@hankkaykuala) October 20, 2016 / 4:07 am

    find a place, somewhere,
    with hope tinged clouds
    in tomorrow’s dawn.

    There is always that flicker of hope inherent in the lives of good people. Just a matter of time. Very much so Lillian!

    Hank

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  11. sree October 20, 2016 / 4:36 am

    nice use of homophones….a tensed feel here…

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  12. Renee Espriu October 22, 2016 / 11:36 pm

    There are times in life when it comes to this for some. A very deeply disturbing but realistic write for the way it happens too many times. You have captured a moment so tense and so real you can feel its’ essence.

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    • lillian October 24, 2016 / 10:42 am

      Hard to hit the “like” button here…..and yes. This is far to real for far too many. Thank you, Renee, for your thoughtful comment here. Very much appreciated.

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