Guest Poem: Last Breath

Last Breath

The elephant stands
planted on tree trunk legs, patient.
She waits,
still, except for sweeping lashes
and running tears.
The gray mound on the ground nearby
— breaths like afterthoughts–
returns to the earth that cradles him.
I wait, too,
while you work your last breaths
and I go on
breathing.

For links to poetry prompts, or if you missed out on what I’m doing for National Poetry Month, check out the first post here.

To end each post, there will be this call to share your own work. Whether it’s something that you write as soon as you finish reading this post, or it’s a poem you’ve posted or had published, place the whole poem in the comments or put a link to it. A brief description before the link will help me process comments faster, so I know they’re not spam.

Also, feel free to share links to poems or spoken word performances by other poets. I hope this month will bring a wide variety of poetry to everyone’s attention. Also, there will be posts on my author Facebook page, a link to which can be found on the right-hand side, that will include spoken word performances and links to work of other poets, which will not appear here.