Broken like the clock
On the mantle
Broken like the wing
Of a Bird
Broken like
The egg in the bowl
Broken like the silence
Of the words never heard

A heart left in pieces
After you rendered your speech
You have exited my world
And you are now out of reach

Feeling shattered and
Broken in a thousand parts
It is the sliver of glass
That is optimism in my heart

I struggle to sweep the
Remaining fragments of my dream
Strewn in explosion
A world of hope to redeem

Broken like branches of a tree
That has slowly bent and withered
I am crippled by the performance
So cruelly delivered

Broken is my spirit
Reparation unlikely to come
Broken is this heart
The grief to which I must succumb

Christine Bolton

In response to today’s Word Prompt – Broken

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  6 comments for “Broken

  1. mitch
    May 30, 2018 at 2:15 pm

    everything is broken. gravity has abandoned the ground beneath us

    • Christine
      May 30, 2018 at 2:21 pm

      Thanks for reading!

  2. May 30, 2018 at 5:13 pm

    powerful and profound, well done!

    • Christine
      May 30, 2018 at 5:17 pm

      Thank you so much!

      • May 30, 2018 at 5:27 pm

        you are most welcome … I will miss reading my three random new blogs from DP 🙁

      • Christine
        May 30, 2018 at 9:16 pm

        Oh yes, I read they had just stopped that. I’m still new and getting used to everything. I’m enjoying the Daily Prompt words every day! They can really challenge some days 😐 so I like that.

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