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the weight of a broken womb

by Colleen Sperry

her treasure less box
now plays a slow, tattered song
lies flat on cold steel
sterile cuts pull back the peeling paper
no longer protecting the stage for any dance
the damaged gears examined by hopeless hands
clearly beyond repair
skilled hands close the top
and the broken ballerina is stilled


Posted on 01/26/2012
Copyright © 2019 Colleen Sperry

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/26/12 at 07:35 PM

... outstanding.....

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/26/12 at 09:59 PM

It's a crisp, unforgettable image you're painting here. Fantastic work.

Posted by George Hoerner on 01/26/12 at 10:23 PM

Really well done lady.

Posted by Kris Mara on 01/27/12 at 12:38 AM

beautifully written and so sincere...it goes right to the heart...

Posted by Shannon McEwen on 01/27/12 at 04:03 AM

this is beautiful and sad

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/27/12 at 04:09 AM

You've sooooo described that loss in a way that most of us could not. Thank you for this, for sharing, and for giving this loss a voice. *hugs*

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/14/12 at 01:46 AM

Despite being a man, I feel your pain, as you've so poetically described and ascribed.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/14/12 at 10:25 PM

I can hear the mournful song this evokes.

Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/16/12 at 03:07 PM

This is excellent! Powerful stuff indeed.

Posted by Mo Couts on 09/15/14 at 09:20 PM

This is heavy and powerful, as it should be. I cannot fathom how much this weighs to you, but it means a lot to me. So beautifully done.

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