Written for: dVerse Poems – Haibun Monday, Free For All  (posted by Hayesspencer)
Today is a Free For All…meaning, you pick the subject upon which you wish to write.  There are rules of course – (1) The haibun must be non-fiction (2) The occurance must have actually happened to you (3) You are to write one to two tight paragraphs and (4) End it with a season based haiku.

Too far down the road to still suffer stabbing pain.
I was entangled in a relationship which
can be described as claustrophobic and fearful.
Far away from everyone I loved, no way to get
around. Walls began to close in on me,
as did the stench of alcohol and piss.

Only with help of an extraordinary friend,
who packed me and my belongings into a truck,
was I able to escape.

Glinting in sunlight
a diaphanous web stretched
fly caught in trap

Haibun Monday – Free for All

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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Escape

  1. frankhubeny says:

    Sometimes we need being rescued by our friends who can see a way out.


  2. So glad for your friend there… sometimes we need to escape…


  3. Sorry… you went through
    this.. happy for your rescue
    and yes i can relate too…
    soft as a young man
    a much
    the edges
    woman in a bar
    way back then..
    she lived in a place
    with a bar across the street
    with hoots and hollers of wild and
    drunk.. i literally thought i was gonna
    die back then..
    and it took
    to escape
    what i had gotten
    into and almost lost
    for the rest of my life..
    as i look back now.. there aren’t
    many ‘places’ i haven’t been to now…
    and i’m glad truly as i have so much
    more sympathy
    the hard of life..
    i came to understand
    finally why she was the
    way she was as she was literally
    not only sexually abused but tortured
    too by an
    when young..
    i only wish she
    would have told
    me at the beginning so
    i would understand.. why..
    as i
    surely do
    now with sympathy STiLL..:)


  4. Thank God for friends and the courage they give. This is poignantly told, Sara. The spider web metaphor–so perfect.


  5. Mish says:

    Friends can change your life when they are there to truly support you. Thanks for this honest and open haibun. I am sure there are many who could relate…not all with happy endings.


  6. Misky says:

    Those are the sort of friends that save lives. Very well written.


  7. Grace says:

    A beautiful share Sara !


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