Broken

Broken
I do not feel
My skin is numb when touched
Still waiting for the day to come
Repair

©Holly P. Moore
   November 2012

depressionintrospectioncinquain

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Matthew Anish

November 19, 2012 at 12:36 PM

Very nice use of this modern form! Keep it up! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Kathryn Collins

November 19, 2012 at 7:57 AM

Dear Holly, Slowly they come, signs of repair but no timetable forward and backward, with many u-turns along the way. I'm speaking only for myself. I am so struck by your soul touching poem. Hang in. love, Kathy

James Marshall Goff

November 18, 2012 at 3:09 PM

Holly, I sense immense hope from this beautiful poem...nice...jimbo

David Williams

November 18, 2012 at 10:31 AM

Holly I can't say the pain will ever go or if you even want it to go, but death is the part of life that makes us stronger, love the form you chose...David