An invisible weaknessgives birth to a barely perceptible flaw.
Pressure applied
spreads a single crack
into a brittle web
ready to send shards
raining to the floor
with
just
a
breath.
Mirrored splinters
threaten innocent feet,
and helping hands.
I kneel
wondering
if the damage can be cleared
and repaired
and repaired
without wounds being multiplied.
Yes it can Trini...
ReplyDeleteJust tread carefully.
What a fantastic 55 Michelle
You need to write more often
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Ohh, the wounds we inflict with our shards of glass....
ReplyDeleteI read multiple meanings into this, and I think that is a good thing.
Nice!
ReplyDeleteah i wont blow smoke...its gonna hurt to clean up...it always does...but its worth it...smiles.
ReplyDeleteVery well done.
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteThose invisible weaknesses can be a bitch. . .
ReplyDeleteNice. . .
Hmmmmmmmm. Sounds like there might be a little touch of stress in your life. I'll say a prayer for some relief.
ReplyDeleteUh oh!
ReplyDeleteYou are so good at this.
S
did you have ANOTHER car accident????
ReplyDeleteUh oh. That sounds ominous.
ReplyDeleteI'll assume this is simply a metaphor (one hopes). If so it is beautifully written and poignant.
ReplyDeleteExcellent use of extended metaphor. Good write.
ReplyDeleteHmm, sounds like something not so fun is going on, I hope it's as easy to clear away as broken glass...
ReplyDeleteAn invisible weakness
ReplyDeletegives birth to a barely perceptible flaw.
... and then we make it bigger and bigger and POW.
Very nice. And by the way, I actually DO have a tiny crack in my glass front door... I will be watching that closely now!