my straw bones couldn’t
hold me up any longer
in my thrashing bomb cyclone
of self-destruction
it wasn’t until my collapse
that i saw you
still there —
brick bones braced
in my summoned gales
& sobbing rains
the sun dared to peek through
the clouds in my surrender
exposing the shrapnel
strewn about our yard
calmly, you laid next to me
among all that i’d laid waste to
‘till the day, when i will rise
even in this darkest storm
I love you as you are, you say,
we’ll clean this up —
piece by piece,
& stronger we’ll become
By: Katy Claire Funke
This is such an incredible piece of writing. From the very first line – straw bones – I felt like I was hypnotized. The cadence and your word choices are literally exceptional. I simply adore this. 🖤💌
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Thank you so much, April ♥️ I am so very humbled by your comment and grateful for your reading. Hope you are well 😊
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You’re incredibly talented, Katy. I mean that sincerely.
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Great writing Katy, loved this poem!
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Thank you so much, Francisco.
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My pleasure Katy
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