Published on June 10, 2007 By Death_By_Beebles In Poetry
We live on fragile terms
everything crystalline, delicate
my world, the china-shop
made of people, tress, lamp posts
baby kittens

Things get broken so easily

We can try to glue and mend
the pieces back together
but cracks still show
show all to well

We could only be makers
leave the breaking
but we are just bulls
that can't stop the rampage
of our hearts

Comments
on Jun 18, 2007
Hmm... So true.

Nice job, Al.
on Jun 19, 2007
Very well done - You've grown so much as a writer the past two years. Glad to see you're nurturing your gift.

- Moskowitz