Broken Pieces

mostly spontaneous ... not my norm :)

compliments of Twisted Sifter

Broken Pieces 

We can see them all around us

...........................look .................................

shattered scatterings like

dead winter leaves blowing and breaking                        crushed                        burning

We can smell them and see them in pieces and 

singed hair

scalding over blisters healed

unfolding every day

all around us

bullets to the head as they say                                                            They say a lot of things

don't they ............ 

                                                                        and then there is silence

in the screaming.

01/20/2023

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[DIVYA]

Such a darkness to this piece. Yet so relatable for now...Bullets to the heads....People take bullets to their heads as calmly as we would take a hat to our heads! No patience, no endurance, no fortitude. They say a lot and then there is silence. Their screams drown unheard. The shattered casing of their heads, their 15 minutes of fame. A Poem from you after so long, dear E and certainly one to remember and return for re-reads. Loved it and the lovely artwork too! ❤🙋‍♀️❤

[Einstein Noodle]

you have made my day, Divya! i couldn't imagine more from a review .. thank you for all your support, right here at the Cafe' ;)
E.

[Einstein Noodle]

ps. i love how you expanded on the bullets to the head ... you inspire me

[DIVYA]

Then I'll expect more of such poetry from you, dear E. Sorry for the delayed response as I've had a bad couple of days from a cold.
Its always wonderful to read and reconnect with you, dear friend! ❤

[Einstein Noodle]

back at ya .. so happy you are feeling better. we had an unusual wind and snow storm that knocked power out of most of N. Central AR. .. mine was restored yesterday .. after 4 days ... so grateful for propane, generators and fireplaces! ;) thank you for all your encouragement .. i take it seriously as a challenge to stop being so lazy. i will say, in my favor, ;) i am working on a sonnet .. but those take me forever to complete .. i need the 3V and closing lines .. and then to make sure it is true to the form .. very foreign territory for me but also very satisfying if successful .. i turn to forms when my creativity wanes to nothing .. luv and hugs on ya dear one

[DIVYA]

I wish you all the best for the sonnet, dear friend. If you love the process of creating one then let it take forever. I love my journeys with writing more than the destinations I reach with my words. So may you have much joy and bliss-filled days with poetry and of course in the blessed warmth and light of the fireplace and the generators! :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:))))))) thank you Divya!

[DIVYA]

Cheers! ..... :))))))

[Thomas W Case]

The formatting works well with the darkness of the theme.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you sir ... i appreciate knowing when some little detail is meaningful .. best of the day to ya!
E.

[fallon]

Ah the image you paint here. Dark, and broken. The last line is so powerful to me, “and then there is silence in the screaming”.
You write it like flashes of images once seen and never recovered from.
It is real and therein lies the beauty!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for such a thoughtful reading of this one, my new friend! you feel me .. and that it is "real" for you means a lot
E.

[Masked writer]

This piece has such strong emotion..Some screams are so silent that it becomes deadly.. And some screams of pain are so loud that when we fail to acknowledge them they give up.. They become the invisible bugs we feel crawling on our skin, and when we finally look.. there gone..

[Einstein Noodle]

i am humbled and grateful, Masked One .. thank you for feeling all of this one .. the screams in our silence are sometimes the loudest aren't they
E.

[Masked writer]

Indeed they are.. But as one said they are usually ignored

[Neville]

... Spontaneous clearly becomes you Gene .. Here, I am somewhat lost for words .. but oh' so very LOUDLY ... Neville :)

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Neville! you are most kind .. peace and joy and top o' the mahrnin' to ya!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and strong poetry written Einstein.
shattered scatterings like
dead winter leaves blowing and breaking crushed burning"
I liked the strength of the above lines. You made the reader feel and understand. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Coyote Man! you lift my own heart with such an encouraging review .. especially for pointing to lines that especially spoke to you ..it is so very helpful .. love and peace brother
E.

[Stella Armour]

such a beautiful voice she has ....
As i read your words and listened to the music the words became all powerful in making me fill up with images of horror and destruction from man's inhumanity to fellow men.
Within a few minutes i have become so saddened :(

[Einstein Noodle]

:( ... enough sadness for each day isn't there my friend .. i hope you found a tool to off set the mood this one invoked in you ... a listening ear .. a tender heart .. a warm hello .. small things that may mean more than we imagine ;)

[Stella Armour]

it took me by surprise Gene to be honest like a punch, that is not a negative thing tho, it grounded me .
a verse from one of my Stellanettes
A smile
is a lovely thing
a smile
Something to give away to everyone
but beware it is very infectious
a way to say “Hello” without speaking
it is a lovely thing
a smile

[Einstein Noodle]

:))))))))))))))))))))))

[Stella Armour]

:)))))))))) for you too x

[Patricia Wedel]

There comes a Time when my Sundial has only a Smile.. with flowers dancing among Thyme … waiting for Rain to bless the Earth with Sunshine. softly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

mighty fine analogy Pat .. the smiles do come around for most of us .. others may not have the means .. your garden sound magical as always my friend
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Gene… Pat x

[FGFRANKLIN]

Certainly a brutal rendering of some proportions. I don't know that we can see this sort of thing all around us. I prefer to think like Jewel Kilcher that, "Maybe if we are surrounded in beauty someday we will become what we see" but if our light has become darkness, how deep then is that darkness? Maybe we see what we want to see. But maybe that's why I don't watch the evening news anymore.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha ..good on you brother .. no news truly is good news .. and yes yes yes .. if the light we light our path by is darkness .. how very deep that darkness is .. great review says i .. thanks so much for taking time
E.

[Artubar]

I like the line, "and then there is silence in the screaming."
More often then not, there is screaming in the silence.

[Einstein Noodle]

yeah ... i suppose so ... thank you for reviewing .. i don't think we have met yet .. glad you found something enjoyable in this one Artubar!
E.

[William Michael Reeves]

They are our head. Some heads talking. Some heads silent. Some scream for all the reasons there are to scream. Even if we hide under a rock we still smell them. Stinky screams. If this was mostly spontaneous, that still leaves room for intention. If your intention was to create spontaneous thought it worked on me.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes yes .. hard to understand the allusion that our sufferings are of no concern .. not real .. when they lay in streets, sidewalks, alleys .. fields .. anywhere things get discarded :((( i think you really felt this one sir .. thank you for reading and letting me know your thoughts .. peace and love and joy
E.