Four Micropoems

The shattered mirror

Cuts deeper into heart

Than hand, relentless,

Each shard a memory

Testifying in blood.


A lover walks

Within empty walls,

Between sentiment

And atonement,

Who knew each

Could be so



Goodbye winter,

The morning chorus

Chimes azure beauty

Back into spring,

A simple melody

Of soon to be

Summer flings.


Strangers combust

Between charms

Of diluted existence,

Blanketed duality calling pace

To forgotten harmonies

Of life.


Poem © Phen Weston 2015


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