BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

A rare early-morning poem ...

I've been in a "poetry writing mood" for much of the week (at least while I've been out and about), but have been unable to "pull the trigger" on it for various reasons. This morning, however, while I was on my 2-hour subway sojourn to take Daughter #1 up to her new school (which will fortunately be done with come January when she starts with a car service), said offspring decided to take a nap, so I had a chance to scribble. Ta-da....

                    IN SHATTERED BEING

                    the fragile edge
                    the broken line
                    the crumbled vector
                    which leads to death
                    this is directing
                    the path of life
                    a cycle downward
                    into dark

                    glass constructions
                    once seemed so bright
                    but now have shattered
                    in all these shards
                    what once stood proud
                    and beautiful
                    now lies demolished
                    at our feet

                    and every piece
                    presents a blade
                    which cuts at us
                    bit by bit
                    as seeking vengeance
                    for our dreams
                    as though our hopes
                    brought this decay

                    too many points
                    harass us now
                    we bleed from this
                    and seek to hide
                    our life-force ebbs
                    our power fades
                    our strength drains out
                    in dull decline

                    nothing holds for us a light
                    a vision of a future day
                    less set with panic,
                    gripped by pain,
                    this world has stolen all belief
                    all sense of joy
                    all promise
                    and all prayer

                             - Brendan Tripp

                    Copyright © 2000 by Brendan Tripp

- BT
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