You understood
nothing
except the piece
of yourself
you tore out of us
and tossed at the fault line
beating like a heart.
I built this poem
around the jagged wound,
refired in the kiln of a sun
who heard my
silent bleeding
and wept aloud
for the breaking you had done.
© 2025 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Poetics: Building from the Broken
Wow... love so much of this, but the kiln of sun seems powerful enough to maybe mend what's been broken
ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful read that reverberates on. Thoughtful and clever, love it.
ReplyDeleteLove this take specially the ending line.
ReplyDeletePowerful poem, Jennifer. I love it!
ReplyDeleteClever comma in the title. Raw hurt in the poem.
ReplyDeleteThe best poem are built on this.
ReplyDeleteI feel the raw emotion in this poem...the hurt, the breakage is palpable. You then describe the healing in such a unique and powerful way. I love this take on the prompt.
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