Andrea Dietrich Poet Sonnet

Notes About The Poem

For the Tattered, Tearful, Threadbare, Tomb Words Poetry Contest 

of Constance La France

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Tattered

"it’s been torn, and tattered, and broken apart, but keep me vulnerable and broken open, please stay my tender heart" – author, butterflies rising 

My heart is tattered; oh were it made of
a cloth like cotton, ragged it would be
because of one who tore from me his love.
Cruel words brought misery to me.
Although my heart at one time had been strong,
his constant tearing at my heart produced
unraveling of it before too long.
Soft words he used on me at first seduced
me, but his words then later would become
as sharp as fabric scissors to my heart.
What beat once like a drum had now grown numb
because in shreds it has been torn apart.
A mending I’m in need of to restore
my heart with the sweet hope it once beat for.

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Constance La France April 23, 2024 at 5:06 AM Andrea, congratulations on your win in my contest with this outstanding poem, I love the quote too, Constance

Tonye George March 20, 2024 at 2:25 PM Congratulations on your top win. Nice read Andrea.

Christina Bowring March 18, 2024 at 3:11 PM Such a powerful write dear Andrea and such a well penned sonnet. It flows perfectly and is gripping. I too, love the use of cotton. ‘ As sharp as fabric scissors to my heart’ really stood out for me. Also, the last two lines. Profound throughout its entirety with perfect rhymes. A great write as always from your golden pen. Very touching. Congratulations on your well deserved win :)

Lonna Blodgett March 17, 2024 at 10:03 AM I love that you used cotton for your vehicle to poetically conjure the ware and tear of heartbreak!! Amazing write. Health and happiness! Lonna

Valsa George March 16, 2024 at 6:33 AM "What beat once like a drum had now grown numb because in shreds it has been torn apart." Very poignant and powerful lines. Your poem may be fictional, but it has touched my heart. Congratulations Andrea on your top win.

Duke Beaufort March 15, 2024 at 1:41 PM I have deep appreciation for sonnets. I wrote one in college for a girl I liked. Nothing much happened with that--her loss--but I remember every word of it still. The description in this one is pretty dramatic about a broken heart. I remember those feelings and am glad the chase is over. Passion and what triggers it is such an interesting thing. Andrea Dietrich March 15, 2024 at 10:28 PM This is fiction. Though I have known simple heartbreak, it never brought me to any dramatic point as this, and no guy I dated was ever horribly cruel to me

Paula Goldsmith March 15, 2024 at 9:17 AM Congratulations on your win. Your "Tattered" is a sad/wonderful write. Have a blessed day/weekend writing away.................

Krishnanand Guptar March 15, 2024 at 3:32 AM Congratulations on your top win with a very emotive poem in the form of a lovely sonnet. Wish you a wonderful week-end in view.

Sara Kendrick March 14, 2024 at 2:27 PM My father-in-law once said, it is terrible when loves dies. Of course, most of the time in these cases the person who is abusive is not in love and never has been but is in love with his/her power over the other person. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara K

Joyce Faure March 14, 2024 at 1:10 PM Oh, my dear Writer! So much feeling to your words thank you for sharing ! I enjoyed!

Bill Baker March 13, 2024 at 10:21 PM Well written for the contest, Andrea. Very believable, my friend. Good luck! Have a great week! Bill

Joseph P. DiMino March 13, 2024 at 6:22 AM Lovely, sensitive read, Andrea -- seems like, the heart is never free from bombardment of one sort or another. But, as I have often gleaned from your writing and comments~ Faith is omnipotent.

Sam Kauffman March 12, 2024 at 1:25 PM Andrea, the abused heart is sorrowful indeed as it remembers "sweet hope" dashed by unfeeling words and abandonment. Your sonnet reaches into those experiences all of us have but ends under the wings of hope! So well written! Best wishes for the contest. Blessings to you!

Silent One March 12, 2024 at 1:07 PM Your sonnet eloquently conveys the pain and longing that accompany the end of a relationship, while also expressing a glimmer of hope for eventual healing and renewal. It speaks to the universal experience of heartbreak and the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity... Looks like a top winner to me..

Jay Narain March 12, 2024 at 10:50 AM A broken heart, nicely depicted, hoping for mend.

Daniel Henry Rodgers March 12, 2024 at 9:27 AM Dear Andrea, Wow, this powerfully captures the raw emotions of heartbreak and vulnerability. The imagery of a torn and unraveling heart evokes a sense of pain and longing. The juxtaposition of soft seduction and sharp cruelty adds depth to the narrative, reflecting the complexities of love and betrayal. Your words resonate with authenticity, inviting empathy and understanding. Andrea, this is a heartfelt expression of longing for healing and restoration. - Blessings, Daniel

Ink Empress March 12, 2024 at 4:33 AM “ as sharp as fabric scissors to my heart. What beat once like a drum had now grown numb” how creative are those words woven to express your thoughts. I wrote on the same prompt. And your poem here hits so strong. You make sonnets look so easy to do dear andrea. I wish it were that easy. Youve nailed it. I love the quote too. So deep and meaningful as well as so very poetic! Pleasure reading this poetic gem that is so heart touching and soulfully moving. Best wishes for the contest. Fave it is Andrea Dietrich March 12, 2024 at 9:29 PM Thanks so much

Daisy Meadows March 12, 2024 at 1:53 AM A good description of a broken heart. Hope you are ok. Andrea Dietrich March 12, 2024 at 7:19 AM sure, this is just fiction, dear.