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
Thank you Charles! So kind 🙂💕
You have captured deep and painful feelings of grief, loss and pain so well, My Dear!!! Bellissimo!!! Being a hopeless romantic, I would have loved to see just the slightest glimmer of hope for love in the future, but that’s just me! Ha! Very gripping piece, Christine!!!
xoxoxo
You might enjoy my poem – HER MOSAIC HEART
https://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com/2018/04/02/her-mosaic-heart/
Thank you so much! Sometimes it isn’t always a happy ending, although I do write many that do have that glimmer of hope 🙂💕 Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It means a lot to me 🙂
Beautiful poem
Thank you so much 🙂
Beautiful writing Christine.
Thank you my dear Hélène 🙂💕
There’s nothing broken about your writing, Christine. Beautiful piece.
Thank you do much Eugenia 🙂
You’re welcome!
powerful and profound, well done!
Thank you so much!
you are most welcome … I will miss reading my three random new blogs from DP 🙁
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.
everything is broken. gravity has abandoned the ground beneath us
Thanks for reading!