Her Heart Had A Great Fall

These arms are the work of masonry,

You said.

I’ll catch you if you fall,

You told me.

 

But empty words

And very empty promises

Were all I heard.

 

Because I had already taken the plunge,

And there is not a corner of my heart

That isn’t left splattered

Upon that brick, brick wall.

 

 

Author's Note

A bit different in style than what I normally write. What do you think?

Reviews

[Mir]

Short, simple, but too the point. (simple, but effective;) haha)
I like how you repeated the word "Brick", because it makes it seem definite. Like you fell hard, and there was no way you'd be spared. :)

[devon]

Thank you! That was definitely what I was intending!

[Mir]

Yay! Haha I'm getting better at interpreting things! and You're welcome.

[devon]

You are :)

[Tony]

I dig the fairytale allusion with the title and the symbolism throughout the poem-- oh yea, and i also like the way you transitioned the symbolism of each stanza into the next. Nice work-- write on!

[devon]

Thank you :) I will most definitely write on!

[The Nude Writer]

Wonderful poem :) I like the brick theme you used :)

[devon]

Thank you! :)