Fractal Pieces of Me

This work was inpired by another and a Lil lady V or Me

 

Love slips through the cracks

Of a logic built fortress

Protecting inhabitants of one giant mind

In terror sits fearing a truth or a blind

More not less than a Storm can stir up

Wounded hearts do bear the scars that would hide

 They come back round to haunt and to taunt

Renting the garment and tearing asunder

The dreams floating about like explosive thunder

Do I pick One out Above all others

Or perhaps Drift apart

Away from the fractal

All split apart from the pain so imposed

On a little soul

Alone in the Secrets

With no hold or fold to rest her within

Of the many and none inside still beats

A little heart

 Once torn apart

Tiny pieces of Mind

Alone with the Many

And none

Reviews

[arbitrary jane]

love is slippery and easily slides through cracks we didn't even suspect were there.

'dreams like explosive thunder' - i felt the rumble of them.

open and beautiful.

[Joiedevivre]

Excellent Veronica!
Wounded hearts do bear the scars that would hide

They come back round to haunt and to taunt

Renting the garment and tearing asunder


lyrical!!

[kdpgrahi]

A nice piece

[Veronica Chandler]

Thanks to all for gentility; this piece while new talks of old wounds which still feel fresh and new.