i have just kissed my dictionary because i remembered smithereen :)
little shattered pieces or fragments.


Smithereen

We are all just breaths
That will fade into time.
Our greatest joy is the
Pleasure of our minds.

I have a glass marble and a tiled floor
And two felines with expectant eyes...
And I would not bore you with the excuses
For the noise...

Imagine smithereens.














Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-01-20 at 23:03

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Hans Bump
Thank you for inviting us to share such delight.
I read it with a smile of understanding.
Well crafted as well.
2012-01-21



I love this poem.
2012-01-21