jagged edges of this heart unwilling to fit where they’re torn you forced them once into place fractured now and forlorn I dare you, pick up a piece recognizable pattern no more place kindness next to an edge it may still welcome the warmth The jig saw puzzle has a curious character. Like a person […]
Tag Archives: broken heart
Broken Elevator #poetry #valentinesday
haunted by a memory of an elevator ride my heart torn in pieces carved with a sharp knife if only I could grasp some meaning in your eyes I wouldn’t have to work at reading between the lines here I am in motion imagining your kiss the thorns from a rose pierced me on the […]
The Blade #flashfiction
The tale of the broken heart many different stories always the same result.
Waiting for You #poem (One shot Wednesday)
I sat looking Waiting Hoping for One last glimpse of us *** There we were on our bench the picture so clear sweet summer fragrance eyes only for each other *** You held me tight beneath the maple trees emanating warmth even in the fall breeze *** Words they heard in our lover’s embrace carefully conveyed […]
Turn off the light when you go (poem)
Put away the light I can no longer look at rejection it’s scars are everywhere * The day you walked out the sun refused to shine bilious sky clouded over my heart * Don’t look at me that picture must go the last memory of love burned out long ago * turn the lights off […]
Remembering… Her (One ShotWednesday)
Watching… He stood on the edge never again to hold her nor call her “mine” * Yearning… for arms never again held lips never kissed * Cringing from memory of loss the day he pushed her away * Remembering… days he called her held her close before he Left … Photograph by my talented friend […]
Turn Around (One Shot Wednesday Poetry)
Don’t call out my name reach for my hand let me walk take a stand Leave Go away don’t say those words I grapple each day with the sting inside of me Now turn around the final time Tears of yours merge with mine The dance of love is intricate, flowing, and sometimes stopped mid-stream. […]
Lord Tennyson I’m not
Tennyson put it this way: I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. I’m reading this and thinkin That Lordy T – he wasn’t!!!: So Lordy Listen here- gonna give it to you straight gotta hear […]
Whatever it takes (Flash Fiction)
“Welcome to Heartless House,” the publishing rep said. “We are confident that you will be one of our brightest stars.” “Thank you,” she sighed as she clutched her manuscript close. What he didn’t realize was each printed word was a drop of blood from her broken heart. “Yes” she smiled “it makes a great story.” […]
The Park Bench (adapted from Scarlet Letter Revisited)
She looked over her shoulder one last time. It was a long lingering glance on a park bench; their bench. She wiped the tear from her eye as she saw a tall man sit down. He appeared bent, burdened. **** She clapped her hands in glee. “Mommy i can’t wait to get to the pony […]
