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Unfortunately
Shattering into a million glimmering shards,
the vase seemingly imploded just left of her head.
Yet, preceding the vase, the front window
performed a remarkably similar routine.
And yet before both of these events,
a crisp crack’s echo bounced around the streets.
Of course, all the above described events
occurred in such a quick procession,
they appeared nearly to be simultaneous.
It was the combination of the three that
produced such a shocking scare in the heart
of an elderly lady, snoozing in the recliner.
Suddenly, overwhelmed with surging adrenaline,
her heart violently seized up and struggled
vehemently to maintain its well practiced music.
Out in the yard, jaw hanging askew, eyes wide,
a young boy drops his small aluminum bat.
Knowing he was in the near absolute deepest
trouble fathomable, his heart was also flooded.
It being young and strong, this heart handled
the onslaught of adrenaline quite well.
Then, the boy notices through the open door,
the absence of his grandmother’s favorite vase.
At the exact same moment both hearts stop.
Unfortunately, for everyone held dearly within it,
only the boy’s again begins to pound out its beat.
unfortuantely
This is good stuff.
Thank you, Mr. Kamusta. I am
Thank you, Mr. Kamusta.
I am glad you enjoyed the narrative
We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.
We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.
This is terrific, read the
This is terrific, read the first few lines and I was hooked. It's very, very well written, loved the clever and thoughtful choice of words. Please post more like this, I could read them all day. :-) x
Thank you so much for the
Thank you so much for the comment! I also enjoy this poem, although it is slightly sad.
We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.
We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.