血の花

A dark story told in short prose. 4/8/2016

There's a blood-stained tatami house
and it rest peacefully near the cherry blossoms and pond
It has an ancient roof that aims for heaven
and a foundation built in hell

There's a small child in the house
and he sits alone with his welts and wounds
The room has a rather unique smell;
presumably rotten veggies

There's a breeze blowing the cherry blossoms
and near it lies a box
Ever so neatly tucked away in the trunk;
a knife and a rope

There's a beautiful pond shimmering
and in it lies the bodies
Carelessly tossed in;
the boy pushes me in as well.

(by Jake E. Brunton a.k.a SenpaiJake)

Author's Note

"血の花" = Blood of Flowers (or can be 'Blood Blossoms')

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Reviews

[Addict With a Pen]

Thought the poem, you keep bringing up the beautiful things, and slowly slipping through the dark ones. I like this poem, and I love the ending!

[Annie Nicole]

This is like a cycle of positive and negative things and it keeps you guessing on whats going on. Very interesting and nicely described. Great job Jake!

[hcarson]

now i like this..wasn't what i was expecting, i thought the boy was going to be getting abused rather than being the abuser. i really like the lines about the roof pointing to heaving with the foundations built in hell, most favourite lines i have had for a good while. i like this style from you. full marks

[Shannon]

Incongruity features strongly in your pieces. Paint powerful pictures.