It sits on a shelf A jar Filled with feelings Left over from when I lovedIt sits next to A jar Filled with tears Left over from when I lovedIt sits with the lid sealed tight A jar Filled with love & hate. This is a quadrille from a prompt on dVerse. “Let your museContinue reading “A Jar On A Shelf”
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My Heart Sharpened & Silent
Sharpen my edges With a sword of iron strongAnd a heart gone deadLeft with a note on the midnight counter Pain sharp in my chest cavity gapingWound where my heart used to beatPump red liquid beatingSharps and flats, silent The above poem is from a prompt from Quadrille – A 44 word poem that includesContinue reading “My Heart Sharpened & Silent”