Breakage Poems - Poems about Breakage

University midterm periods bring early mornings charged with energy drinks and espresso shots. Evenings are spent trading quizlets in Bass Library or in late night cram sessions in the common room. After several days of stressful testing, midterms suddenly end. But we’re like those Indianapolis race cars that’ve just run 500 laps, we come off our...

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Today is an another wobbly morning where I have opened my eyes to collect my pieces and recollect the transient peace of last night  which soon gave it's way to  a tentative traumatising earthquake and perhaps this morning I found myself lying in the epicentre of breakage , placed perfectly in the centre or our...

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Who knows how much breakage Or when it will happen. Not the lover who is trying not to lose, Nor the watchful blackbird warming her eggs. Yet the worm cracks loose And the running stream has broken Its icy shackles. In this warming green light, How shall I describe that which crumbles When broken into words? Then out they come: Sudden dogwood flashes in dark woods; A...

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Broken hearts, but fixed faces. No scares on outer appearance. ...

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High upon the highest heights I see the most tremulous sight A small girl, fair and tranquil Smiling strangely, sitting still Beneath a sobbing willow tree She recites a verse upon her knee She sings a rhythmic hymn Not of death, nothing grim But prays that life will return Even for those who are doomed to burn The girl is a woman now Beneath the tree...

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