Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Broken

Like a glass jar
No longer with purpose
Shattered on the
Hard
Cold
Floor.


heidi

9/22/13

So, yeah,  I was more than a little depressed during the month and a half hiatus. (Those of you who follow me on Twitter are saying, "well, duh, Heidi." ) Tweeting damn depressing cinquains, watching cool videos and reading/listening to scary stories seem to help take that razor-sharp edge off of brutal despair, I find.

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  1. I really like this. I love the format the emphasis the fall. Also the clear image we get. Thanks for sharing your hurt in a beautiful way. :)

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    1. Thank you Rachelle! Welcome to the lasagna :). I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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    1. this is one of the ones that I wrote and forgot about and then reread and thought, "damn, I like that" (the poem, not the feeling). It is painful.

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  3. Sad words lovely Heidi, beautifully written.
    Anna :o]

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  4. Heart-breaking poem Heidi I hope you are feeling better

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    1. Thank you Yves, I am feeling better. :-)

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