Broken and Rebuilt

shadow sky

i am shadows
i am crumbled bricks
and base elements,
i am broken down to my beginnings.
i am gritty sandy mortar dust;
trod upon, i fly to far flung places
on the bottoms of bare feet.
i make my nest within shards and splinters,
snuggling my demons close
like an over-washed rag doll,
much loved.
i turn a pale and wrinkled face towards the light.
don’t judge –
even the Phoenix looks ugly,
when first it rises from the ashes.
i am broken.

i will protect my ruins,
as fiercely as my temples,
my stained glass beauty and palatial strength.
my dirty garden of shattered things,
liquid pools of sad eyes,
betrothed to wallowing, and to me.
i am rebuilt.

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This is my entry for Trifecta, Week 85 – go here, read these things, there will be something that you will love http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/07/trifecta-week-eighty-five.html

The word this week is fly:
3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly
b : to be moved with sudden extreme emotion
c : to seem to pass quickly

Trifecta<

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25 thoughts on “Broken and Rebuilt

  1. kdillmanjones

    This was really beautiful! I especially loved this line: “i will protect my ruins,
    as fiercely as my temples.” What a lovely mantra to remember!

    • Ha, it was actually something that I just figured out during a restless night and then *face palm* 😉 I’m so glad that you enjoyed it, thank you so much for reading.

  2. Shannon, this is beautiful. I love this – snuggling my demons close, like an over-washed rag doll, much loved. You can do it all – prose, poetry. Really nice…

    • You’re too sweet, Steph, thank you so much 🙂 I guess you may as well make friends with the creatures that aren’t going to leave your head, and love them anyway…

  3. David Wiley

    I must confess that my favorite lines were:

    don’t judge –
    even the Phoenix looks ugly,
    when first it rises from the ashes.

    • I really love that everyone who commented had a different line that resonated for them, that makes me happy. Thank you David, as always 🙂

  4. Your poem is beautiful. I think this is what I liked best: my stained glass beauty and palatial strength.
    my dirty garden of shattered things,
    liquid pools of sad eyes,
    betrothed to wallowing, and to me.

    Something beautiful yet delicate, yet strong. Kind of makes me think of the little china doll from Oz the Great and Powerful.

    • That is an awesome compliment, because while I didn’t particularly care for some of what they did with that movie, I adored the little china doll. Thank you, very much 🙂

      • You are very welcome. I hope, for you and me both, that we will find time to write regularly again. I miss it, badly, but it happens every summer.

  5. KymmInBarcelona

    This poem has an entrancing rhythm to its disquieting words.
    Loved ‘my dirty garden of shattered things’

    • Well, you should write a poem called Entrancing Rhythms and Disquieting Words, because that’s great. I have to say that I think that’s my favorite line as well. Thank you 🙂

  6. Gorgeous! Like Steph, I just adore this line: “snuggling my demons close like an over-washed rag doll” – but the whole piece is stunning. Thanks for sharing!

    • They’re surprisingly snuggly when you stop trying to ignore them 😉 Thanks so much Suzanne, I’m glad that you enjoyed it.

  7. E. W. Storch

    This, “trod upon, i fly to far flung places
    on the bottoms of bare feet.” is me.
    Sometimes, my only escape is my imagination.
    You have surprised and stunned once again, Potts.

    • Ha, many a time only my imagination has saved me. Of course, sometimes it haunts me too, late at night. Thanks, Storch, it means a lot to me.

  8. My favorite line was about snuggling demons like an over-washed rag doll. (Several others beat me to it :)) I think this sticks out for me because snuggling is not the usual reaction to demons- we generally fight them. But the rag doll suggests that the demons are actually something of comfort.

    • You got it in one- sometimes it seems that no matter how hard I try to be otherwise, I just prefer my melancholy soul. Thank you as always for reading 🙂

  9. Beautiful. just beautiful! I have to agree on the over-washed rag doll line. That one really jumped out at me in a poem full of wonderful imagery. Nicely done!

    • Thank you so much! This one was a lil more personal than I usually go, so I’m really happy it seems to be enjoyed.

  10. If I could have clicked that little blue “Like” star sixteen times, I would have. This is so…perfect. I’d quote you back the lines that particularly resonated for me, but I’d have to cut and paste the entire poem to do that. This is something to be read again and again. Beautiful.

    • Ha, this may be my favorite comment ever. On the one hand, if you liked it so much it maybe sucks a little because it means you can relate, but cest la vie 😉 thank you so much for reading, and for the lovely words.

  11. A beautiful piece of poetry with pain tangible and raw. Great piece

  12. Great and powerful poetry! My favourite line is ‘i am broken down to my beginnings.’

    • It’s the only the place to rebuild from…thank you very much, for reading and taking the time to let me know you enjoyed it.

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