Splintering Poems - Poems about Splintering

...The sound was unmistakable: glass splintering on the tile floor. My heart slipped away again breaking into innumerable slivered fragments. One should have a plasti......Read More

... If it were not for writing, I would remain as I am, voiceless wanderer, lost in chatter; no different than meditation, mere spectator of unfolding drama, chopping wood, carrying water. My ......Read More

...When the sh*t hits the fan and the plates hit the walls And Mummy’s voice screeches, “You ain’t got the balls” The sound of wood splintering leaves kids with hunches That once again Daddy ain’t p......Read More

...we know we are all of the sky in some way innocence of atmosphere crushes and shapes allowing others to drift stillness creating the bubble of the lens falsehood framed on the fallacy of vision ......Read More

...I dream poetry; I breathe poetry, for poetry calls your name, feeling your inerrant essentia— your soul bleeds into mine— a collision of cosmos, diffused magnetically, once a vagrant in a ......Read More

...ODE TO MOON Moon ! Light of Shadows brilliant light of the black Tears of my sleepless nights tears of my waiting blights Strength of a million thorny paths Moon ! Mother o......Read More

...My glass life half empty, Never like you or them, Catalyzed by forsaken neglect, Abandoned with the breeze, Catapulted into your world of torment, Sparkling spirit lost its glimmer, Ebbing ami......Read More

...I find it hard to hold my world together. The morning broke apart into glittering pieces of reflected sunlight, countless wings beating the air, sirens, dandelion seeds exploding soundlessly......Read More

...They told me you cried on the day I died A sob splintering through a silent dome Your sorrow a shroud on the catacomb As I laid where birds no longer replied Now I watch as you slowly search the ......Read More

...All was well I wanted to share I wanted to serve I graduated with a goal To help others And to figure out my dream I flew off to volunteer And the first thing I heard You aren’t good enou......Read More

...The splintering sound, the shattering of my drinking glass This put paid to my sleeping beauty as gloss But it was only my relationship that was poorly broken ......Read More

...Somethings in my life are to complex to give expression to Somethings are too tense and tangled I contemplate on reasons and questions, beliefs and griefs' I keep them to my chest turning in my......Read More

...The base word “dally,” from old French used to mean to chat idly. dilly-dally of dandelions - seeds on fire, blown downward. inspire molten icing— erupting, disrupting th......Read More

...Now I hold a key to Solomon's Seal It fits the Star of David too Rock climbed the Walls of Wisdom Cornerstones well placed towards a Throne of Love, bloody thorns my rope Courage dissolved into......Read More

...SPLINTERS an overwhelming   image wraps itself  around the tension  compresses  space with  ambiguity of perspective splintering the idea of being the actuality of seeing the met......Read More