Thursday, January 8, 2009

Underneath it all

In those early days

you tossed out beautiful words
rich with promise, and they hung in the air
for a moment like so many celebration plates

before careening to the ground
and smashing there.

Somewhere among all these cheerful
shards of crockery upon which you dance
lie our dreams, tattered and forgotten

as an empty shirt, cast off hastily
by hurried lovers as they slid
fumbling out of the room

Rachel Westfall
January 7, 2009


Anonymous said...

dancing on cheerful shards...
this work is so vivid..thank you

Poetikat said...

Ooh, I do like this one very much!

By the way, I'm prepared to pick up your challenge to make you laugh, so here's my contribution:

4ever Friends now?


RachelW said...

Absolutely, Kat! Friends 4Ever! Thanks for the chuckle.