Monday, March 17, 2014

Anger

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.

8 comments:

  1. There's something about that repetition of slivers and shards that is especially haunting - powerful, and dangerous.

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  2. Thank you. Those lines evoke visual for me.

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  3. The 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.

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  4. Not heard. Not heard. Not heard.
    Those two words are often at the crux of it esp with ourchildren/students. Last3 lines are my favorite. Pow!

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  5. 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!

    I will be back to reread after more thinking! :-)

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  6. StorykeeperferrisMarch 18, 2014 at 6:57 AM

    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.

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  7. I 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.

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  8. Such raw, jagged emotion! What vivid images your word evoke.

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