Tag: sadness

Beyond Repair

Beyond Repair

My sadness consuming
We are so completely broken
The pieces of us now
in a thousand shards
scattered, carried by the wind

Crawling and crying
Scratched and bloodied 
I recover what I can
and reassemble the fragments
Knowing the damage is irreparable

Still I have to do something
Isn’t that what I am supposed to do?
Take the blame
and repair the wreckage
Isn’t that what I always do?

Impossible to find all the pieces
of a dysfunctional union
I am left holding
a misshapen, toxic mess that
will never function properly again

The realization is overwhelming
and I know I am obligated to
accept the inevitable 
My heart breaks even more
but now I accept it is done


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Ingrid is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse.  
D'Verse Poets will be taking a Midsummer break until July 11th.

Broken – Poem of the Month – May 2022

Broken

Broken like the wing
of an injured bird
Broken is the silence
of words never heard

Broken like branches of a tree
slowly bent and withered
Crippled by the performance
You so cruelly delivered

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

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

I struggle to sweep away
the fragments of a dream
Scattered in explosion
A world of hope to redeem

Broken is my spirit
at the end of this line
Broken is this heart
You took what was mine


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Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets tonight.
I wrote this poem about four years ago. 

Regrets

Regrets

A familiar song
The scent of a summer flower
Forgotten photographs 
falling from a book
The broken plate
glued lovingly back together
Emotions long buried
rising to the surface once more
The pang of regret still
stabs a lonely heart
How did it go so wrong?
Remorse came too late
to mend the broken fences
of protected love
A mistake
A misunderstanding
Decisions made in anger
with righteous indignation
Unnecessary and unforgiving
An explosion of emotions
culminated in a solitary life
with no one to accept an apology



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Word Prompts

Plate - RDP
Nobody/No one - FOWC
How - Stream of Consciousness

Season Over – A Quadrille

Season Over

Hope for new beginnings
remains a debt unpaid by Spring.
Summer left it’s promissory note
for new growth and abundance
While Autumn failed to harvest
the wishes and dreams
left in barren, hardened earth
And when winter came
sadness fell as
love lay dying


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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets
and she bas promoted us with the word ’Season’

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.

Venting

Venting

My thoughts erratic
scattered like dead leaves
In a barren field
Flying every which way
Undisciplined
and confusing

My head spins 
As it tries to remember
Everything that needs to be done 
Not only for you but for me too
Intimidating
and daunting

My identity lost
Drowned in your pool
of needs and wants
Your incapacities
Demanding
and exhausting

My sanity teeters
On the edge of unreason
Your only responses
indifferent and perfunctory
Dismaying
and disheartening

My energy level low
When did I become invisible?
A means only to your end
Being your caregiver
Debilitating
and demoralizing


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Word Prompts

My - Stream of Consciousness
Discipline - Word of the Day
Scattered- RDP
Field - FOWC

The Music Plays On – A Quadrille

The Music Plays On

Our music plays
I hear it, always 
But it falls
on your deaf ears
You no longer smile
remembering where it
once took you
Now you march to 
a different tune
and I stand here
wondering
Is this the end
of our love song?


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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting D'Verse Poets Quadrille
She has prompted us with the word 'Stand'
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Image by Martyn Cook from Pixabay 

Desert Rose

Desert Rose

Wind in the Sierras
blowing tumbleweed
across barren, dry landscape
Gone are the heady moments
from the previous night
with men all named John
Insidious pleasures
and steamy dalliances
A day in the life of a girl
known as Desert Rose


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Prompts

Stream of Consciousness - The last photo you took - mine is one of my plants, The Desert Rose which is blooming right now.  It’s name inspired my poem.
RDP - Tumble
FOWC - Insidious
Word of the Day - Dalliance

Taken

I am thrilled that MasticadoresUSA has featured my poem Taken. You can read it on their site or here at Poetry For Healing.

Please check out the MasticadoresUSA site and view other poems and prose from our featured fellow writers.

Taken

Standing in silver light
of consumed moon
Staring out to sea
Hair, raven black
Lifted by the wind
 
Palmed rose, thorny
Color of blood
Clutched tightly
to a heaving breast
as tears flowed
 
Skulls of saints
calling to lost souls
in watery graves
Where pearls from tissue
calcify in salty sea
 
Lured by songs
of sailors lost
Blood trickles
from royal flesh
taken by waves

 
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