Broken
Posted on: 10 January 2008
- In: poetry
- 23 Comments
lost
that bond
it’s gone
felt it slip away
the silence
heard the snap
as it cracked
apart
power
games people play
trusted
her life
her love
her secrets
she gave
too much away
23 Responses to "Broken"
3 | Rose Dewy Knickers
11 January 2008 at 00:33
Hi Ann,
I know, I know, I’ve been playing hooky; but c’est la vie. Love the poem though, it speaks to the trust that is given and then taken away.
Rose
xo
4 | margie
11 January 2008 at 07:45
Hi Ann
It’s been so long since I’ve been here!
So glad to be back again.
You write so well!!!
The poem is very good!
Happy New Year!
I love the pic of your two fav little people!
They are so gorgeous!
Margie
xxx
5 | ann
11 January 2008 at 10:54
Nick
Sometimes being too trusting is too too silly… burnt fingers and all that!
Brian
Everything’s… fine… hmmmm!
Rose
… or disinterest/indifference realising they don’t really care!
Margie
you’re back… woooo hoooo. Happy New Year to you too
6 | susan
11 January 2008 at 14:51
and sometimes being trusting is a sign of a truly strong person…
don’t stop…
9 | Mary
11 January 2008 at 20:31
Can’t tell you close to home that hit. It’s like you plucked the confused feelings from my mind and put them in a way that made sense to me. Thank you.
11 | BobbyG
12 January 2008 at 02:00
What Mary said…ditto. Hope all is well Ann. I cannot express myself as succinctly and proficiently as you. I require pages and pages.
12 | Val
12 January 2008 at 20:44
I never learn, no matter how many times my trust is betrayed. I don’t just mean romantically, either. Very well expressed, Ann.
13 | JanePoe (aka Deborah)
12 January 2008 at 21:05
she gave away too much … too many of us do this … awesome poem, xx, JP/deb
14 | Anonymous
12 January 2008 at 23:18
I often give too much away. It’s sad to think of ourselves and our desires to share our feelings as the enemy, but sometimes it seems to be the case.
15 | Eric1313
12 January 2008 at 23:20
Ofcourse, that was me above. At a remote locale, catching up on your wonderful writings.
16 | claire
14 January 2008 at 00:15
Too close for comfort. There’s nothing more devastating than losing trust.
18 | Liz
16 January 2008 at 22:10
Hey my wonderful friend! Hope all is well for you!!!
It’s sad but love the poem, it feels so… true.
xxx
Liz
20 | trinitystar
22 January 2008 at 11:36
Great poem, we do have to trust … methinks. Its a case of do as you would be done by. Sometimes the trust is broken. Find the cause and the solution will follow.
hugs for you.
21 | cathy
22 January 2008 at 20:03
This is about the third time I’ve read this poem.
It cuts real close to the bone.
Ouch!
Hope you are ok my friend.
(((hugs)))
23 | Brian
24 January 2008 at 15:14
Back at work today. Feeling all right, but very stiff.
(((((hugs)))))
at home with ann 
10 January 2008 at 23:53
So much truth in that poem, Ann. As one to too often has given too much away, I can truly identify with it.