Broken

Neville

Broken

 

The night arrived on time

Dark and desperate

Descending sweet yet tainted

 

Like black treacle

Cracked as old stained glass

Upon an empty table

 

Pain weary and measured

In the weight of dried fruit and

Petals of flowers strewn

 

Reed like tall and proud

Tho yesterday we were bowed

Seriously bent bruised and bled

 

Twas then we ached aloud 

Broke eternal

Pon both linen sheet and cloud

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 7th, 2019 03:24
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Fay Slimm.

    A tender remembrance of how to ease the bruises of life - your last stanza spells the way out most clearly Neville - - aching together and aloud often mends the broken and with that sort of healing I really agree. A poet's poem this.......... Fay

    • Neville

      thank you Fay for being the first and for being gentle with me...

      Neville

    • dusk arising

      Sleep on it and awake to a new days dawn.
      Tis true how things can be perceived so very differently the next day.

      • Neville

        sound advice methinks & I thank you for it...

        Neville

      • orchidee

        What time did the night arrive for this fine poem? I wish I would shut up sometimes! I never do. lol.

        • Neville

          it arrived on time... thank you very much

          Neville

        • Poetic Dan

          Speechless and thankful to your words my friend.

          • Neville

            How very kind, thank you Dan

            Neville

          • Michael Edwards

            Until the dawn to wake in shafts of dreams anew.

            • Neville

              You took the words right out of my mouth sir... cheers and all that jazz

              Neville

            • Suresh

              Taking from Michaels words:
              Until the dawn to wake, and not have the memory of having dreamt at all.

              • Neville

                sometimes, that is a blessing... cheers.... Neville

              • FineB

                Hello Neville,

                An awesome poem.

                Alas pain- the pain of life!

                Keep writing Fine B

                • Neville

                  Hello FineB.. you spoil me, but I aint complaining.... thank you very much indeed...

                  Neville

                • Goldfinch60

                  Each day is so special, when you awake from the darkness all will be well.

                  • Neville

                    Many thanks kind sir...

                    Neville

                  • dusk arising

                    Sleep on it and awake to a new days dawn.
                    Tis true how things can be perceived so very differently the next day.

                    • Neville

                      Sound advice tis true.... and thanks for stopping by this Saturday sir.. much appreciated.. Neville

                    • SerenWise

                      Nice thoughtful write, very relatable

                      • Neville

                        delighted I am too... ta.......



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