Jack Dawson

A Bottle - Poem by Jack Dawson

she walked into the room
and gave me a bottle
she asked me to throw it
then i did
i threw it hard and tossed it away
for a moment, i looked at the bottle
all broken and scattered across the floor
as i turned my head back
to my surprise, i asked
why was she gone in a sudden?
i stared at the pieces again
finally i realized
that bottle was me

Topic(s) of this poem: broken heart, love, sadness

Comments about A Bottle by Jack Dawson

  • Kelly Kurt (11/1/2015 11:49:00 AM)

    Shattered. The feeling hits most of us at least once in our lifetimes. Thanks, Jack (Report) Reply

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  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/1/2015 10:00:00 AM)

    sorry for the smile.. it's a sad write.. but be sure that you're much-much more than a simple 'bottle'.. bottles can't write good poems.. ;)
    Thanks for sharing, Jack, and welcome at PH!
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015

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