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shards of broken glass

Submitted by riotface97 on Sun, 2015-03-15 08:04

if all you tear
from age-old skin
is a shard
of broken glass

then how
will bravery
flow, through
tired brows

my dear
look me in the eye
and profess
i am not crying

for crying
is for the meek

and do not sing
as dawn cracks
heavy

for i raised you better
than to be a fool
frolicking in the grass

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
How was my language use?
Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

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wesley snow

Mon, 2015-03-16 17:07

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it would seem. We've never met, so greetings.

W. H. Snow

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Esker

Mon, 2015-03-16 19:17

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my father an old hard rock but with humor
unlike I a mothers boy
pampered and coddled

the hardness came years later
cut my feet on splinters and glass
Ouch!!

tears....those they taunted and brought
on...
toughened to a large degree

practical but I still sing much
aware of the top..the trenches
the bitter lands of lah in between
the stillness of boredom
and the cry of battle...

A Moving poem

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