Shatters
by sara t.
Made threadbare
By wear
And tears
She collects slowly
The pieces
Each one
Heavy with grief
Precious and
Also bitter
They gather together
In her hand
And slowly
Fuse back again
This time
Less so
Visible the scars
That time
Has wrought
Until meekly they
Proclaim
Their wholeness
But she is weak
To hold her
Heart again
This time when
It shatters
Quietly
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Author's Note
I think everyone who has been dissappointed in love more than once or twice can relate to this one.
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Nice form to this piece. I really like the poem's voice and tone, Sara. Good work.
"quietly" waiting for mending; serenely well-crafted!
I very much like the build-up and momentum here.
thanx all for your comments. much appreciated!