Shed the Scales To See the Thorns

Shed the Scales To See the Thorns

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver

If needed, you'll find me
among dissected doll parts
strewn across muddy pavement
beneath cluttered fairy tables
soiled hands outstretched
scented in Gaia's fragrance
circled in paper 
coloured pens
surrounded by totems 
who I call friends
unhooked
from the grid that jars my bones
disconnected 
from reality and lost in prose
unhinged
from life's throes
stripped
from all I have known
the tower has crumbled
embedded thorns in my feet
if needed, you'll find me
incomplete



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© 2015 Poppy Ruth Silver



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You always had a knack for metaphor that's delivered a powerful punch. This is no exception, my friend. The beauty of the human is our incomplete existence and our eternal and often failed attempt at completion. I guess you'll find me here, too.

Posted 1 Year Ago


The artist, inner child released, immersed in her work. Beautiful.

Posted 1 Year Ago


unhooked from the grid that jars my bones. We are mostly incomplete - I wish I could be five or six again. Before I know the truth about things. This poem spoke to my little girl within.

Posted 1 Year Ago


fabulous creation dear poet.
just a fab... Music was too good

Posted 2 Years Ago


Nice write. Keep the poems coming. Valentine

Posted 2 Years Ago


Hoping to find you soon and grab your literary skills....
Impressive and Irresistible

Posted 2 Years Ago


Your comparison to a broken doll is very powerful: it literally represents a broken human being.

Posted 2 Years Ago


So many poetic and fantasy tropes discarded and lay waste here - real life isnt unicorns and rainbows - it all the p*ss and s**t of money worries and relationship fears and health scares and damn bad luck!
The scales are but umbrellas of fantasy that are easily shredded by the sharp stings of reality.
Damn Poppy you know how to stir up emotion with your words.
Wonderfully done. Thank you for the RR my friend.
:)

Posted 2 Years Ago


Lovely wording!
Keep it up!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Time destroys most of the things which we hold dear to our heart, except true love that can only outlast time. It still hurts to see how many walls have crumbled down over the period of time which once held the roof which we called home.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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