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Precious china, 
after the fall. 

No longer valued,
or wanted at all. 

Enter the ancient
mending art of

where the broken pieces 
are filled with gold.

Alas, they are stronger
than before,
a sight to behold. 

How befitting God 
did the same thing for me.

Filled my shattered heart
with His love, mended me.

It’s stronger now. 
withstands rejection, 
apathy, love grown cold, 
life full of toxic mold. 

Despite it all, 
my heart beats bold 
with the patches of gold. 

What a sight to behold. 




◄ Dear Muse

A Poem a Day ►


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Mon 1st Apr 2019 18:00

Thank you Jason. I will check out your poem too. I find it fascinating how mending makes the broken pieces stronger. ❤

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Mon 1st Apr 2019 17:58

Thank you Steven. I appreciate you! ?

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Jason Bayliss

Mon 1st Apr 2019 15:32

Really liked this Victoria, kintsugi is a really strong image of the broken made stronger, I wrote one about it a while back too. Loved it.

J. x

steven arthur

Mon 1st Apr 2019 04:02

excellent work. one of the best I've had the pleasure of reading in a long time.

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