Not sure where this came from…but then…it’s not where it came from; rather, it’s from whom it came. The Relentless Wench Muse interrupts writing the next chapter of “Puye Prophecy” and says in Her delicious Australian accent…write this down, mate, before it’s a goner. So I did…
Haven’t written poetry in years. Who knows where the Wench will take me next?
Never Broken – 020425
Torn heart
Given time
Will mend
Faith challenged
Not broken
Scuffed, bent
But never broken
Promise kept
Not broken
Close to the edge
But never broken
Trust bruised
Not broken
Trust abused
But never broken
Confidence
Not broken
Scarred, dented
But never broken
Spirit
Not broken
Shamed
But never broken
By Gary G. Wise
One reply on “Never Broken”
It’s been many years since I wrote my last poetry. Me thinks it’s a mood thing.
Peace! G.