Glass Bones

a poem about can, want, and will.

She can breathe

But her breath condenses

Onto the tinted windows

Of her prison

She wants to dance

But the cage she is trapped in

Is far too small

For frivolous things

She will escape

But for now her hands are tied

Her day will come

To shatter glass bones

Reviews

[Alm]

'ello, dropping by for a review. I find anaphoras delicious, and I love them. Therefore, I love this poem. For the wordings, the images, and the anaphora. It's a lovely poem, painting a quietly sad, quietly hopeful image.

-Alm :)

[Talismanic]

Flawless words
:))

[Laura Maidah]

This is a delicious poem. I wish you would enter my contest. Whisper: This would win the Sorrow poetry contest I'm holding. It's just lovely. Very touching.

[Louise Holm]

Such visuality to this one. There was no problems with imagining the scene of this poem or the feelings it concerns. Very nice.

[Myth]

'Tis a very dark and ominous write, Love stanza one best, the image of her breath on glass sets the mood. very interesting and unique.

[koty bell]

haunting indeed excellent

[Newspaper Skeleton]

Haunting, melancholy, yet most of all beautiful. You are an amazing writer who will do great things.

[Btwixer]

I totally love this write, especially the 1st stanza, awesome write

[The White Wolf]

I am so tired so forgive my short review but this is pretty much how I have felt most of my life. Very well penned.