
Piecemeal
Two lives once pieced together
one day may come apart.
Who knows if time will loosen
that fine mosaic of heart
that happened after melding
two souls into one?
Even mighty continents
slowly come undone.
For dVerse Poets Pub. To see other submissions to this prompt go HERE. Mosaic by Alma Thomas
You leave us with a sense of ambiguity and the power of time. A wonderful poem inspired by the painting.
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Thanks, Melissa.
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Short, yet powerful. I think everything comes undone at some point. Friction and time do their thing. (Or is it the Second Law of Thermodynamics?)
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Certainly the law of present politics!
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Such in truth in that last line. Nicely done poem.
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Thanks, Maria..I appreciate your taking the time and interest to comment.
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Who knows what will happen in time but I am hopeful.
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I love your philosophical take on the prompt. A shattered image shows up in many areas of our lives!
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Thanks, David.
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“The fine mosaic of heart” – a great metaphor.
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Succinct and powerful.
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Thanks, Panda…
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Wonderful poem Judy!
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Thanks, Aletta
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Great and profound take Judy.
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Finding the temporariness of everything in this artwork really worked well for you.
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Thanks, Sean. Certainly, some that break apart reassemble themselves as well, so all is not lost.
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brrrr.. .a poem that is tough to read on Valentine’s Day. We like to think of love as eternally strong but the last 2 lines give a reality check. Ann
i like it when things are sometimes viewed scientifically. Sentimentality often seems false.
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Well, not all come apart. Yours didn’t!!!!
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So true Judy, I think you know this deeply
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