Least Read Poems on Ernest Hemingway

The world breaks everyone and
afterward many are stronger
at the broken places'" ~ Hemingway  
  
   
I love to break myself down  
then discard each shard  
for dark surrender remains  
such a good color for me  
   
For you see...  
I am a true-blue winter  
since birth fated to splinter  
a thousand different ways  
   
Rough around the edges  
jagged at the core  
yet always wanting more  
than my time allows  
   
Knowing in the end  
I prefer to break than...

The ghost of Papa drinks
even still ...    
from his favorite trough    
dear old Sloppy Joe's    
    
Still composing his prose    
tearing out the first page    
earning his wage    
even beyond the grave    
     
While the tourists come    
the tourists go    
looking for their own    
islands in the stream    
     
Or for me ... a more poetic dream    
sitting in my nestled corner    
stitching a little brittle rhyme    
just to kill the prosaic time    
      ...

The world breaks everyone, and afterword,
some are stronger at the broken places" -  
Ernest Hemingway
 
 
 
Dear Ernest was being truthful
in his dimpled simple way
when he did say
how we all break under the world
 
But the message then pearled
within the shell
is the real surprise
of how we can rise
 
How each broken shard
that some might discard
can be fused
later reused
 
Because of its strength
of its new length
to help us raise
ourselves...