Broken Mirrors Kept by Jessica Ni Leacai


Charcoaled  chunks of embered fire, a window,
wailing winds, where are you my love?
Did disaster of dawning hours, the sun,
setting suddenly, losing you in their course?

Yearnfully you not present here, this bed,
bodily barren, what took you from me?
Was widowing welcomed instead, the dark,
discourse disturbing, emotionally inept in your heart?

Pallid projections of mirrored images, misery,
misusing memories, what words could I breathe?
Could chance create possibilities, this love,
longingly languished, incessantly asking for your return?

This poem can be read at poetry.com- http://poetry.com/poems/166011

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About jessienileacai

Irish speaker and artist. I love music, art, languages,literature, history, travel, photography, and comedy. I love Ireland, my heritage, the old ways and the beauty and people of this small island and its surrounding tiny islands
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5 Responses to Broken Mirrors Kept by Jessica Ni Leacai

  1. A sad but beautiful poem. Do you write these yourself or are they quotations?

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