Accidental Awareness

Tiny little wine glass

Shattered by a heavy bowl

Spark, sliver, silver

spread over the gleam of linoleum counter

next to the dish drainer.

picking up the offending innocent bowl,

a shadow lingers,

resting dark against the hard glitter of icy dust.

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One Response to Accidental Awareness

  1. I like the way this poem picks up the beauty in breaking something. I’ve broken too many glasses recently

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