Divorce: A Sonnet MAG

May 4, 2017
By ktbruce BRONZE, Naperville, Illinois
ktbruce BRONZE, Naperville, Illinois
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What happened to me in the coffeehouse?
She sat by the counter with us in tow
Her words struck me like a frightened mouse
I wish to go and change the things I know
Rage rose in me like never before
Unfeeling words ran out of her like blood
Ice spread through me and seeped into my core
She tossed him off with a hollow thud
With life askew I sat in wonderment
Staring bleakly at her placid face
How she could think me free of such judgment
No words can heal deep wounds and disgrace
A loss shows you strength inside your heart
If used well it can make the finest art.

The author's comments:

This poem is about when my mom told me she was leaving my dad.

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on May. 7 2017 at 1:15 pm
HereSheIs BRONZE, Wellesley, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light." -Plato

I love your vivid and interesting imagery

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