Broken Glass

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Mirror breaks inexplicably
invisible stone
hurled
by a petulant force
seeking attention

Shattered

Shards litter floor
prismatic glass mosaic
hundreds of pieces
return disjointed image
echo chaos
flash alarm

Art deco
Nouveau art
Art less

Strewn about
fragments catch light
direct variegated colors around room
or blind with angry
blast of sun’s rays
blink tears to protect eyes

Some bits are flipped
reflective side down
unable to face their new reality

Photo frame characters
watch from across room
frightened by crash
they seem to leap
to escape their restricted confinement

Clean up is like walking through a minefield
where great care must be taken
not to detonate
a slumbering weapon of destruction

Remnants of mirror
not forgotten mines
lay visible
but every now and then
unseen splinters
pierce and draw blood
an exacting toll
to assuage guilt
for breakage of
the valuable mirror

 

Limited Anger

anger

photo from cnnectability.ca

 
Ears ring

Hiss and Snap
not a kettle or pot boiling

Something inside

I just want to be mad for awhile
I want to rage
to holler and yell
I want the world to suffer perceived injustice
with me
I don’t want to look for the positive
or see any silver lining

The limit has been reached
Any limit
My limit

I want to let emotions flow
tears to fall
I want to steam and boil
a sulphuric geyser field
exploding
soaring
shooting energy
into the sky
a powerful force
dangerous
yet beautiful to behold
bursting confines

then

Gone
As quickly as the eruption
spent

I want that moment

Let me shed
destructive thoughts
feel angry
voice my pain

Then subside
spent

Peace restored