Crumbling Pieces

Raise your hand if you had to look this one up then couldn’t think of rhymes!

WordPress Daily Prompt – Tenterhooks

I’ve stretched my heart;
Hung it to dry.
In the fields where your bones laid;
Where the rivers ran awry.
I visit it sometimes
To collect the crumbling pieces
Littering the red mud ground.
It never seems enough, the breaking never ceases.
Yet my heart remains solid and bold
Hooked steadfast to the tenter.
The wind calls me here with a siren song;
It moves me with slow seduction, it brings me to center.


Go check out the posts at The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch, we have some excellent ones this week!

Advertisements

One thought on “Crumbling Pieces

  1. Pingback: Author Interview – Rosemarie Aquilina – “Triple Cross Killer” (State Detective Special Forces Series) (Crime/Thriller) | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s