Okay, I got it wrong the first time by counting words instead of syllables. Here is a Nonet, done correctly:
Shards
Plates crash—mneumonic contradictions
of last year’s “I plight thee my troth.”
Pushed to the brink, you speak back
in your own special Braille.
Shattered wedding cups—
your broken heart—
shards of my
broken
vows.
For NaPoWriMo 2022, Day 9
Shards of my broken wows 👏👏👏
This reminds me of that Japanese art of sticking broken things back.
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Yes! A happier ending than mine…
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some endings aren’t happy, but still beautiful. that’s what i feel about that art.
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Yes. A happier ending.
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Pieces went flying
Been there done that
Left them lay
Next time
Great
My second time now 49 years and counting. First crashed after 13 years.
Nice write Judy, really good, and much used, metaphoric themes.
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Thanks, Jim.
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Wow. Very high impact ~ good job!
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