Best Shatter Poems
“A fight of voice exceeds one of fists.”
Bludgeoned, broken, cast away,
Time devours, your name decay,
Ascend beyond the gilded throne,
Unsung, unrested, still overthrown.
Happy Women's History Month!
Every day a letter came,
I love you, I love you, I love you so.
One day a letter came,
Forgive me, I have to go.
The reason?
I still don’t know.
Written: April 2nd, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Quote: "No winter lasts forever, no spring skips its time, and April instills a feeling of freshness so sublime. By Poet"
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The wildflowers now bear the base lay,
Delicate petals dance in a gentle sway.
Soft pink, rosy yellow, and a dawn hue,
Daisy petals mirror tiny steps in a queue.
Bees and feathered creatures soar in the sky,
Wafting in between, along a lush garden awry.
Emerald with pink cyclamens and a sour hint,
By the sweet aroma of cherry blossom tint.
Spring grace, so close, I yelled what a season?
Tic Toc
Tell tale signs
Dead angels counting time
The ballerina dancing inside
Her snow flake orb of light
Childhood dreams
Dancing in circles while screaming
Shatter me
Fragile notes upon the strings of life
Fragile hopes shattered on shores remote
Inside dead dreams does a childhood float
Take me to the mountain tops
Let me reach to the skies
My shattered dreams seeks the heavens
to escape this worldly globe where I dance
In desperation
Shattered dreams
Pretty silhouettes
Cracked pottery all around
Teapots in pieces
Hopes become only shattered dreams
So it seems
The chase for laurels, our once fevered run
Its heady tune of love and vanity
Shattering azure skies to catch the sun
Lurid bonfires of our humanity
Under the cobalt canopy, I find
Waning, my drive to be the fastest horse
Plaques on the wall have bought no peace of mind
A surrender, or have I run my course?
No longer am I caged by boundlessness
Nor drawn to the hymns of normality
Now strength moves cautiously in soundlessness
My heart’s home cast in bronze finality
Yet the dream endures to grasp for the wreath
To shatter blue skies or settle beneath?
6/8/16
© Thomas W. Quigley
Unbelievable words devoted soul
Determine is out of control
Monster trucks running the land
Colors confront your eyes
Dirt does nothing but sin
Mirrors keep shattery
My skin feels cold
My mind playing chest
Vibration warmest my blood
Temptation pushes the air
Devoted soul, set yourself free
Oh the lights are burning low.
Silence plays in the corner of the room.
Guess it won’t be long before my voice is completely lost to you.
Read my name in lights because really it’s all that’s left;
When the last bulb burns only then will my echo be silenced.
Oh there’s no place left to go.
Waves of stringent rules drown men in sin.
Scratch my nails down carpeted walls to feel the warmth of friction.
Paint my face with colours bright to hide a dulling grey;
My skin now raw, no stains remain - a mask will always fade.
Oh you couldn’t really know.
Dreams are lost like choking morning dew.
Curtains close on the world’s charade to signal the end is through.
If only I had sketched my life with stronger steady strokes,
I’d end my act with greater flair then in a single puff of smoke.
There will be a day when your ego shell breaks
and you will simultaneously endure so much
pressure it creates pain and a release so intense
it helps you regain your faith.
Your energy will be so in sync with the Universe
that you will see, feel, and acknowledge signs
that will make you laugh, cry, sigh, and high five
in humility.
Every song that you love and hate suddenly
has a deeper meaning and your second body
will rise up in light and you'll meet your higher self.
When you stand on that plane, every past, present,
and future life comes to fruition and rightfully
flies you to a deep seeded, dim lit
moment with your intuition.
You will shatter every bit of your being
because the consistency in the hour glass
that was once perceived as all you had
is actually a fallacy.
Time holds no relevance, only experience,
and you'll feel your physical body
letting go of your soul as you spiral out
to the unknown.
To trust love. To trust yourself.
shatter the shell and raise the swell
the crispness and swiftness of a southeaster fell
battered blue lips craving summers breast
the raspberry round,the milk,the nest
an inner thigh by which to sigh
the ears for tongues in which to lie
beneath,between,we two are spun
the speedqueen and the coin
together
one.
Scorching through the night like a dead, damned flame;
singing wildland hymns to the oncoming rain.
Watching stars fall into her eyes and her falling, too;
everything is destined to end like this.
When she howls, I can hear my eardrums shatter;
the depth of her is terrifying.
I want her depth to be my sanctuary;
I want to feel her shatter.
SHATTER rebuild
SHATTER gone
SCATTER and die
I'm the wicked backwards in time
and the darkness in the crime
I'm the shatter in the glass
and the sex you couldn't pass.
I'm the freak that's in your mind
you can't leave cause it's not time
and when you think your done with me
pay the price then you'll see
just what is
and shouldn't be
James........................................
Shatter
Scarlet petals they fall
With the iron tracts they leave
Busted on the tears of snow
Coverlet for our memory
Who else is there to blame
For the silence in the night
The bottle empty of its whisky
Rushes headlong to the wall
But sleepless rests within these trembling hands
To die one more time
As I close my eyes
You never knew its taste upon my lips
And now in the darkness
I can at least see my heart
Iron petal it falls
In scarlet tracts
in the valley of victims...with their lips sewn shut
blind to beauty and deaf to love
beat into submission like mindless soul slaves
in the fog of their own fury they keep digging up their graves
like psychopathic puppets with artificial smiles
they do their masters madness on wretched endless miles
steely whips slash minds apart like peices of a puzzle
mad dogs with foaming rabies tear through their flimsy muzzles
like raging bulls and triggers pulled and bullet holes in uniforms
they choke the cracker with the whip until they spill his blood
they long to be departed from this worthless wicked world
like twisters in their thoughts and whispers turn to wind
sin after sin they run like runaways
you'll never take them back to hell because heaven just got paid
shots from guns and torches burning holes in nightmare nights...someone pulled a can of raid
a million roaches died on site
standing on their feet the silent ones now speak...shattering the silence
now mighty are the weak
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And when ever I see you
My heart starts to pulse again
"I LOVE YOU!" it screams
But you walk by
And my mind whispers
"he doesn't love you..."
And the only thing my ears can hear
Is the sound of my heart shattering all over again...