She found me,
smashed,
fully functioning
fragmented pieces of the person
I was before.
She found me,
smashed
and she vowed to stay,
to piece me back together,
day by day
and slowly,
her love healed,
her love resealed and I became,
whole again
And more,
more now than I was before
because
she found me,
smashed,
my final missing piece and she put me back
together,
to complete me.
A contest entry
- SMASHED - Read all rules by ellipsist.
360 points, ended May 6, 2008, 11 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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the repetition of the word smashed throughout this piece, I feel, interrupts the flow a bit... I was not hoping for anything specific from the ending, however, I was hoping for something a bit different, I suppose... this piece has potential and it already possesses merit - I just feel that the repetition does nothing in particular for this piece and that the final stanza could be modified a bit - but these, are obviously, my personal preferences...
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Wow, Great poem.
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How sweet!!!
I like the rhythm and flow of this piece, and the idea and image are brilliant.
I definitely like how you responded to the prompt.
Good luck in the contest!
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