Among The Patches.

Among the patches—
Among the patches on my household drape,
Match a mass of facts.
Facts of colors and black and white.

In tatters from—
In tatters from some savage hands.
Spoiling at the callous mouth.
Heaving, some bayonet rips a worth.

Once in a near perfect link.
Once in a near perfect quilt.
Grieving, I see a funeral of love.
The hurt is here like a lark.

 

2008

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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One Response to Among The Patches.

  1. This is one of the most intense, depressing, figurative poems that I wrote in 2008. It is about a breakdown of family, torn by circumstances that hinder love.

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