Poetry

Shattered

Even though no
words are spoken,
I still hear you
through your eyes.
But when their
luminance died,
everything shattered.

© Sarah Doughty

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34 thoughts on “Shattered”

  1. Seeing hearing. I remember reading the Ode to St Cecilia by John Dryden which ends in a cosmic collapse , but then there had to be a religious element, i mean all those fricking holy sonnets…anyway the line was “The dead shall live and the ling shall die, and the Sound of music shall untune the sky”. I remember feeling shattered.

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