Tag: broken

Bruised… #poetry #photography

gone-are-the-tulips

this once content reed, flails

wind seeks to rip from mooring

torrent twists at peace

dusk to dawn, I wrestle

hot tears silent fall

gash displaces scars sewn shut

*

But light is on the horizon

before ink sets dry

warm breeze blanket will heal

soft rain cleases wounds

faith holds this vessel steadfast

hope will make me whole

This song reminds me that I need not be weighed down by life’s burdens

Fenced In #poetry #writing #photography

sepia barbed

held back

unbroken spirit lassoed

chomping on life taking bit

unable to run free

held back

sails luffing

reaching in futility

winds just beyond reach

held back

hands restrained in shackles

prisoner of fate

thrashing brings pain

held back

creative connection broken

thoughts flail for conduit

inkless lies my pen

Today marks week five of nine weeks that I am casted and braced. One single index finger does my bidding until it too lies impotent from the pain.

Contemplating Selflessness #haiku #photography

emerging

she who risks her life

seeking life in the snow

mother’s warmth

*

warm your arms

serving with no complaint

broken, impatient 

Each of us have been recipients of the selfless care of others. As I face surgery on Wednesday and more weeks of recovery from my accident, I am grateful to family and friends who are taking care of all the details in my life.

And thanks to Kristjaan for the haiku journey toward Selflessness

 

The End in Sight #poetry

when the bond is broken in a relationship it is time to pack up and move on

the gold band broke in pieces

too easily

pictures of a couple

in separate frames

bottle where tears collected

shattered from overuse

dreams discarded in rumpled newsprint

don’t look back

our love was already gone

Shattered #flashfiction

 

Fluidity     v    softmotion

our worlds ~converge

some call it love

commitment

us

V

 

intertwined

united

undulating

as one

*

*

why

pushing away

small

sharp

ascerbic

words

crashing

against

my heart

listen

hear

cracking

begin

one line

becomes

another

ugly

ripple

sound

crashing

existence

until there is

nothing

toput

back

to

g

e

t

h

e

r

 

!

!

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It’s another week for Flash Fiction on Friday in exactly 55 words with G-Man. The smashing host from coast to coast.

Thanks to Steve Jurvetson http://www.flickr.com/photos/jurvetson/80023028

&

LLRead http://www.flickr.com/photos/llreadll/3573278617

A glimpse of hope

It was broken

so was she

but a piece was still

remaining

That small shard

reflected life

hope

possibilities

maybe even a future

***

“Oh ” she sighed

as she picked up

a piece of her heart

there it is

me!

***

It was soft

vulnerable

it’s true

but it was

still

beating

Beaten-Broken-Bleeding

Rap and thud- slap and strike

perfect cadence of harshness and spite

“it doesn’t hurt” she wailed at him

“do your worst” reply seemed glib

***

not much  to strike -torn flesh was all

tears were burning, feelings raw

***

she woke – a scream  fear and sweat

this dreadful dream- help me forget

she pleaded -willed it  not to start

” Please -STOP!  Flogging my heart”

Photo by: Paul Tomlin

Piece of my heart

Look in my eyes

Right from the start

one thing that is left

a piece of my heart

*

Little remains

All torn apart

Given it all

you see?

That’s my heart

*

what should I do

make a new start

What will you do?

Break up my heart

*

Maybe too late

To worry or dart

You already have

The key to my heart