Prince Ekpemandu Poet Free verse

Those Little Sticks

those lost sticks i pick 
them up from the ground
where you left them lost 
and not found
those little sticks i put 
together
those sticks you 
scattered-asunder
those sticks i gave you to 
keep
those sticks you made to 
weep
i pick them up
and cure them  so they 
can sit up
an gathering them all 
together
making them whole 
again
so i put them under cover
so they don't get hurt 
again
I am shaking up those 
sticks
The sticks of my 
heart.........




(i would appreciate a 
comment or even a 
saving by my 
viewer.thank you for 
writing)

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Broken Butterfly November 18, 2011 at 11:32 AM A very creative and interesting poem Prince. I love how you used lower case letters throughout and how you compared your broken heart to sticks. I would like to add you as a fav poet. I hope that is okay with you? Prince Ekpemandu November 18, 2011 at 2:57 PM no dear.its an honor