POETRY: 'Sword's Mark' by Jazelle Handoush

Sword's Mark

by Jazelle Handoush

I wish to make a mark

Like the etching of initials and hearts on tree bark.

A memory you can't erase, as fingers trace over the

Reminder of my presence.

I wish to make a mark so permanent

Even whiteout can't do its damage;

I won't be covered up and replaced with corrections.

I wish to make a mark

So altering to those unexpecting and surrounding

Like dominoes lined up to fall

Only seconds after my own defeat.

I wish to make a mark

Visible to all like each star in the night sky.

Not like the moon, ever changing and fading.

I wish to make a mark

Like an echo in a never ending cave

To begin as a whisper and gain power

With every inch, until my voice booms

Across infinity and beyond.

I wish to make a mark

Like a tattoo's needle, forever etched upon

Skin as a painful reminder.

This sword, holds an ink which

Will never fade. Even as my memory does,

My words

Live on.

So that my wish to leave a mark,

Comes true with every stab and jab,

With every scratch and signature.

I wish to make a mark.

One you can't erase.

Copyright 2010 | Jazelle Handoush