October Poems 2024 >> frag M ents

A poem for each day of the month in which I was born

DAY 17
frag M ents

the fragments of a broken love
cut sharper than a polished silver sword;
in futile efforts to reprove
its wrong, such love has never faith restored.

the fragments of a broken heart
must bleed their splattered raindrops, till the pool,
vext with the surge of plasmic quartz,
explodes upon the night sky, swift and cruel.

the fragments of a broken life
find ether in the painlessness of death,
whose crypt knows naught of human strife,
whose crib remembers naught of brawn or breath.

the fragments of a broken world
cannot sustain the brokenness of man:
in pandemonium pieces hurled,
who can perceive the Father's Master Plan?

fragments of worlds, lives, hearts, and love
can be re-purposed by the Hand that forms,
from dust and logos, life thereof,
restoring earthly chaos to heavenly norms.

© Copyright 2024 October 15
by Clyve A. Bowen♫