To Dust

GRM

Tina Twito
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.

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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  • Grace Anne Carey9/23/2011

    The line "look away and whisper" is extremely profound to me, it hits close to home.

  • Trisha Hodges9/18/2011

    Your poems are deep. I love this one.

  • Mindy Mai9/18/2011

    Nicely crafted.

  • Orchiolum9/17/2011

    When I'm not quite sure how to describe what I've just experienced, I sometimes leave the inadequate, but accurate, wow.

  • J L Carey Jr9/17/2011

    "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.

  • Harriet Steinberg9/16/2011

    Great piece of work.

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