She is sharded,
so you try
to hold
her pieces
into place,
but you find
the pressing friction
only makes a
finer grind.
As glass
returns to sand
you'll find her falling
through your fingers.
Try to cup your hands
to catch her,
and she'll slip
right through
your skin.
So look away
and whisper.
Even air can
blur her edges.
Even water
wears her down.
so you try
to hold
her pieces
into place,
but you find
the pressing friction
only makes a
finer grind.
As glass
returns to sand
you'll find her falling
through your fingers.
Try to cup your hands
to catch her,
and she'll slip
right through
your skin.
So look away
and whisper.
Even air can
blur her edges.
Even water
wears her down.
Published by Tina Twito
I'm 39, with a wonderful husband (in Iowa), and a daughter who lives in NC with her hubby (love them both!). I write mostly children's stories and poetry (rhyming poetry, traditional poetry, haiku, but mostl... View profile
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6 Comments
Post a CommentThe line "look away and whisper" is extremely profound to me, it hits close to home.
Your poems are deep. I love this one.
Nicely crafted.
When I'm not quite sure how to describe what I've just experienced, I sometimes leave the inadequate, but accurate, wow.
"As glass
returns to sand
you'll find her falling
through your fingers."
I love how this poem explores the concept of being broken down into elemental forms again. This stanza too really does well to describe losing something without actually saying lost.
Great piece of work.