Broken bits … May 11, 2014

behind me,
broken bits,
relics of my heart,
relics of a love
that should have been
that could have been …
but, the clouds shifted,
casting an ominous shadow,
on the ground …
the fire,
promise of life,
died before it began,
leaving me in emptiness …
you danced blightly,
towards another,
leaving only
broken bits
behind you …

 


Inspired by Speakeasy – May 11, 2014

How does Speakeasy work?  Here are this week’s rules:

  • Your post must be dated May 11, 2013, or later.
  • Submissions must be 750 words or fewer.
  • Submissions must be fiction or poetry.
  • You must include the following sentence ANYWHERE in your submission: “The clouds shifted, casting an ominous shadow on the ground.
  • You must also include a reference to the media prompt.
  • The speakeasy is for submissions written specifically for the grid. Please don’t submit an entry if you intend to showcase it to another blog link-up. Such posts are deleted without notice.
  • Please don’t post long explanations before your post. We want your writing to be the star of the show. If you need to clarify anything, feel free to do so at the end.
  • The badge for your speakeasy #161 post is found in the sidebar. Add the code to the html/text view of your post before publishing.
  • And don’t forget to come back on Tuesday and add your link to the Inlinkz grid!

17 thoughts on “Broken bits … May 11, 2014

  1. Beautiful poem! I agree with Joanne – the structure and symmetry are fabulous and really add to the emotion in the words.

    One little editor’s point – in the sentence prompt, it should be “on” instead of “upon” the ground.

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    • Thanks Suzanne, glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for the feedback. Thanks also for the editor’s point..that up that slipped by has now flown away.

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    • I usually prefer haiku and tanka when doing my daily poetry…so when doing prompts I usually push for something longer…but this was born to be short. Thanks Janna for reading and commenting.

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