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Symphony of Broken Things

Poetry By: Heather Mirassou

A symphony of broken things is for those of us who came from broken things...

Submitted:Apr 3, 2010    Reads: 391    Comments: 12    Likes: 5   

Is it a dream or distant memory?
An Italian Concerto begins
The alto singer bellows
A passionate tale
Proud and stout
Commanding attention

A classic narcissistic symphony
Balancing a tight-rope
A thunderous crescendo begins
Strumming your violin
Drums rattle and roll
You tip, waddle and fall
Boom, Bang, Ting, Tang
A symphony of broken things
Your white walls marred
Sheet-Rock littered floors
By years of crimson scarlet
You know this scene by heart
This is your life
A dramatic melody
A symphony of broken things
You muster your courage
Hit your knees and pray
Picking up the pieces
Hoping his tune will change
You begin an ensemble
Piecing remnants together again
A symphony of broken things
Heather Mirassou


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