|image by cohdra|
stained paper mosaics,
on the journey,
in the window glass
of personal palaces
and in the stepping stones
of personal ghettos;
broken tile stories
with more blood
than it looks.
© 2014 Jennifer Wagner
Happy National Poetry Month!
I really like this! Especially the contrast between palaces and ghettos, finishing off with a dark twist...
smiles...of the broken, something made whole again....
given form and def rimmed in our blood...
Wow - what an amazing analogy. Poems really are like this aren't they? So beautifully abstract.
A masterpiece this one. Yes. With more blood than it looks. Thank you.
wow...such an amazing way to look at the construct of a poem...I like the idea of creating paper mosaics.
Stellar opening lines up to the end ~ I love the beautiful crafting of words from broken tile stories ~
A stunning, thoughtful piece. Beautiful words, Jennifer, that wind their way to closing lines that startle and stay with the reader.
stained paper mosaics...I like that and we definitely bleed when we write.
they certainly are and you pieced it together wonderfully
a lot more blood... ~
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