Jodie Williams Poet Rhyme

You-Crumbs

Fragments of a buried life, microscopic pieces,
gathering and breeding, in all the little creases.
Snapshots, stills and scrapbooks, documented angst,
diaries of disasters,of when I craved another chance.
Handled like a teeny fragile delicate new-born,
hands grasped too hard now it lies broken and torn.
It's always this way, destroy all that I touch,
so I keep you in jars, the temptation too much.
I seal up my thoughts and I write them all down,
untouched so I stand back to see how they've grown.
Some fragments have splintered some hairy from dust,
for those I wept tears on have crumbled from rust.
But those I hold precious, the last you-crumbs I've got,
I've locked up, protected, concealed from the rot.

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Darlene De Beaulieu February 16, 2018 at 1:57 PM Hello Jodie, i also like this poem. I like the very lst line. have a nice day my friend.

John Hamilton February 5, 2018 at 1:45 PM This is an amazing write, so unique in it's concept and execution, I think you are a rising star on the soup, just watch what happens, mark my words Jodie, I think you are one to watch!!! Jodie Williams February 8, 2018 at 11:00 AM Thank you John, your comments are very encouraging, I appreciate you taking the time not only to read my writes but to personally correspond too. Thank you.