Anger
Not being heard
Accident
Shards and slivers
Strewn over table and floor
Slice
Emotions
Slivers of anger
Pierce
Pinpricks
Droplets of blood
Dreams
Lay like
Broken shards
Not heard
Slivers of Anger
Shards of broken dreams.
Not being heard
Accident
Shards and slivers
Strewn over table and floor
Slice
Emotions
Slivers of anger
Pierce
Pinpricks
Droplets of blood
Dreams
Lay like
Broken shards
Not heard
Slivers of Anger
Shards of broken dreams.
There's something about that repetition of slivers and shards that is especially haunting - powerful, and dangerous.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Those lines evoke visual for me.
ReplyDeleteThe broken glass and broken dreams come to life in this marvelous poem. The short lines seem to reflect the fast moving event and the impact on you, the writer.
ReplyDeleteNot heard. Not heard. Not heard.
ReplyDeleteThose two words are often at the crux of it esp with ourchildren/students. Last3 lines are my favorite. Pow!
Wow! I resorted to the dictionary to check my understanding of shards to capture the meaning. I wonder if this accident/anger happened so quickly that there was just no response/recovery time!
ReplyDeleteI will be back to reread after more thinking! :-)
A dish toppled and literally exploded as it broke. So it happened very fast. I had been angry about something else hence I saw the accident as creating a life metaphor.
ReplyDeleteI feel as if it can happen so quickly, like the dropped dish, splintering within, such feeling, Ruth. I like it, and it's powerful in the "rush" of it.
ReplyDeleteSuch raw, jagged emotion! What vivid images your word evoke.
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