Jar of Hearts


Jar of Hearts

When I came into the room
the bookcase, too heavily laden by far,
had tipped and spilled our picture to the floor.

Its glass gathered with a broom,
the torn remains of us now saved here in a jar
I have neatly filed between fantasy and lore.


The “assignment” is to write a poem depicting a certain emotion or feeling without naming the emotion. And for the readers to say what emotion or feeling is being depicted in their comments. I have done my part, now you do yours!!! For dVerse poets pub

23 thoughts on “Jar of Hearts

  1. Christine Goodnough

    As to emotion, not sure if I can define that. Acceptance or apathy, maybe a tinge of disappointment?
    This sounds pack-rat-ish. Someone who’s inclined to save too much (i.e., loaded bookcase) even when it’s long ago lost its meaning. Mind you, my interpretation may be colored by my own current mood. I’ve been cleaning out our spare bedroom/sewing room this week… 🙂


    1. lifelessons Post author

      And you are right. Even though I gave away or sold rooms full of books when I moved to Mexico, I still brough a number down that I will never read or read again but that I brought for sentimental reasons. The books in the photo,however, are in a bookshelf in the house I’m renting for a few months at the beach. Leaving in a few days, so I’ll leave their collection behind me at least.

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