Clouded Clarity

 

Dust can swirl,

Fog can blanket,

Night can fall…

For now I see

With the clarity

Of a heart mended

With crystal silicone.

 

Cracks still visible,

Penetration impossible,

Expansion inevitable;

 

The more it breaks

The fonder the heart becomes…

Finding more reasons

Than ever

To open the window to the soul

So the world can see,

Failure is not an option

Rather an inspiration

To fly higher

Then the cloud I fell from.

Reviews

[Ladysue]

Wow, this is very inspirational and uplifting. Love that last stanza... very good writing cowboy...

[Tracie Skarbo]

Oh I love this one... you have that way of reaching into me and setting my mind to motion.

Failure is not an option
Rather an inspiration
To fly higher
Then the cloud I fell from-------my favorite part!

[Georgia Gypsy]

Wow! That is powerful writing right there! I can really relate to those feelings and the desperation one can feel while going through such a thing!

[Poetic Beauty]

This poem is a strong poem that has many great lines in it. I love the last line and I also like how you worded the second stanza. the flow is very easy to follow. Another amazing write. i love the imagery of nature and the world around us in this piece.

[The Analog Kid]

You're not pulling any punches. The beginning is a part of life and then ending is what YOU choose to do with it. Life is also about taking chances.

[Talal Tashfeen]

Very very nice! It's soo hopeful!

Btw, it's Than, not Then :)

[Lilly]

Oh - a very beautiful poem. I love the hopeful feel that shines through the desperation. Thank you for sharing - I really needed to read something like this right now...

[A]

Love this! The ending made me smile. Love the message and the great imagery as well. I love how it is short but you got the point across in so few words. To me, those poems are the most powerful. This poem was amazing! :)

[Jamie S.]

This write just tugs on my spiritual side, I love it! Another perfect title and picture. Thanks for sharing :)

you can't heal a broken heart.
not ever.
duct tape doesn't work. I tried.

but you can pretend.

a melancholy mood to this poem, well expressed.