Master Craftsman
This broken vessel leaked its bitter bile
from every spider crack of spiraling webs
damaged by a lover of careless means
refurbished by the hands of a master craftsman
who learned his trade in lonely liquid years of blackness
filled with empty bottles of blame
damp darkness dripping from his eyes
he honed his craft through sleepless nights
of reflection to learn the art of renewal
as he filled each crack with memories
then covered them in blown dust
from fool's gold
until he could forgive himself
and give his heart a renewed bounty of beauty
8/17/21
contest Broken Poetry
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2021
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