Shards

Shards

A Poem by Oliver Silvermane

my pieces glitter in the sun
they are either shards 
of broken beer bottles
or gems beautiful
I am as you left me

© 2022 Oliver Silvermane


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Pathos in this brevity. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and broken glass has its own magic in sunlight. Broken hearts are a different matter.

Chris



Posted 2 Years Ago



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Added on March 23, 2022
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