Shattered
pieces of time, fragments
of memory —
reflect, each, a soul falling, sparkling
in eternity.
A moment caught in motion/a feeling trapped in cobweb —
Death (quite common-place)
crushes underfoot the shards of love, dreams, hearts…
and has ceased to interest
a world
of mirrors.
This is a poem that I wrote last year. It needs some work (a lot) but I still wanted to share it. I look at some of my scribbling from that time and think, “What trash,” but there are a few ideas that I actually like. Towards the end of this week, I will be making some sort of weekly blogging plan and discussing some of the topics that I hope to cover here. (Because otherwise I will be lazy and not commit to anything.)
© When Almonds Blossom, 2018
Love this. Really well done!
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Thank you!! I’m pleased that you enjoyed it!
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My pleasure!
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Beautiful! congratulations!
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Thank you!! Appreciate your time.
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Nicely done.
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Thank you!
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