David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Picking Up The Pieces - Poem by David Harris

Picking up the pieces
You scattered across the floor
When you in a fit of rage
Walked out the door

You cared not what you had done
Nor the hurt you were to cause
Your bitterness was so great
Within your jealous rage
You tore so many leaves
From our daily page

You yelled and screamed
Letting no other’s words in
You accused with contempt
At what everyone had to say
Blaming everyone for your misgivings
Saying it was all their fault

Two small faces watch from the hall
At your reckless wrath
With tears of fear they watch
As you smash things against the wall
You have no thought of what you do to them
No thought whatever at all

You are so consumed with rage
At things you’ve made up in your mind
You see not the hurt
You are going to leave behind
When you barge passed them
To get out the door for ever more

Now I’m left picking up the pieces
Hoping that they will all fit
Comforting the victims
Of your fit of jealous rage
Hoping I can find enough pieces
To start a new daily page


Comments about Picking Up The Pieces by David Harris

  • (3/31/2007 5:19:00 PM)


    This poem is filled with emotion, a very sad poem, but David, I was just telling my eldest
    girl tonight, that we learn so much more from our trials than we do when everything is easier
    Take care my friend and lets hope it makes us all stronger
    Love duncan X
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  • (3/31/2007 5:44:00 AM)


    The dreaded green eyed monster, aye David. Well I hope new chapters can start to unfold, take care and keep in touch, keep visiting and I shall keep reading! Well done on a great expression of a true meaning, jealousy.Bravo. (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2007 11:29:00 PM)


    You have so captured the true meaning of a relationship gone bad. The emotions that captivate us in an emotional rage is so felt in this poem David. Well done, and a well written poem as always.
    XOXO
    Pam
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  • Melvina Germain (3/25/2007 12:18:00 PM)


    There's that old disgusting emotion again called jealousy, I wonder when people will get it. No one is owned by anyone else, we are there of our own free will because of that wonderful four letter word called LOVE. Those who harness this horrendous emotion need to look for help, need to pray and ask for helpl, they need to leave the innocent people alone. In your poem where the perpetrator walks out the door, that is a good thinkg, she or he needs to keep on walking and find the help they need in order to live a normal life. (Report) Reply

  • (3/24/2007 3:07:00 PM)


    Jealousy is one of the Worst human Emotion there is, Destructive and not always Rational... The green eyed monster indeed... David (Report) Reply

  • Linda Ori (3/24/2007 11:39:00 AM)


    Very sad scenerio, David. Sometimes we do things in a fit of rage that we regret. At the time, reason is not an option. However, when there are children involved, it's prudent to have such confrontations out of earshot. They think it's their fault. This is a powerful and emotional piece of writing - you covered all the bases, and then some. I fear your puzzle will not be complete - now there's a big piece missing.
    Linda
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  • (3/24/2007 10:21:00 AM)


    Wa...so sad. Divorce really hurts both the kids and the couple too, huh. I so hope people who marry can get along with each other. This poem brought out those feelings by showing all these frustrations, hurt, pain and the broken hearts. You always thank people for sharing their poems. Now, let me thank you for sharing this! ^^ (Report) Reply

  • (3/24/2007 10:09:00 AM)


    Dear life, that made me cry! Great poem, sad, but great.... (Report) Reply

  • (3/24/2007 10:05:00 AM)


    David what a sad poem, I feel sorry for anyone who has to pick up the pieces,10/10 for this Love Lynda xx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011


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