Shaking Glass With Hammers

photographer unknown ripper unknown
photographer unknown
ripper unknown

You have held lovers

Planting your curly soul

Within their shaking innards


Where you felt they

Wanted to be shook.


Vibrating back at you,

You became shaken

Hiding the trembling

Heat and pulse.

Thoughts of fragility

Make you wonder

If we’re hollow

With thin glass skin

Full of cracks.

Embarrassed by your

Snicker of realization…that


We are born with hammers

Grip, index, thumb



You said

You won’t write

About hearts breaking

And now

Here you are.


28 Comments on “Shaking Glass With Hammers

  1. I really liked the lines “…we are hollow / With thin glass skin / Full of cracks” and “We are born with hammers.” The ripped photo makes a poignant illustration for the poem. Thank you for sharing this.


  2. We are all born with hammers. So true. Some people wield theirs with more force, breaking whatever’s in their path. Some use theirs with care to build up instead. As always, I love your writing.


  3. Thank you so much for the like and checking out my author page/blog. This is a breathtaking piece of poetry. Wonderful mastery of the words.


  4. Your poetry always leaves me thinking, wondering, asking questions, and a bit emotional. Amazing!


  5. Come to think of it, I believe the African-American colloquialism of “ya’ll” is perhaps better than you and better than me. lol. However you want to read it.


  6. I like your use of the “to-you” mode (epistolary, but kind of funny to use here). I read, Ouch, the emotional pain ouch that makes you shudder or wince.


  7. Wow, I have to say that’s pretty powerful stuff. Something about the line, “Planting your curly soul” I just can’t seem to shake.

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  8. I like this so much and the picture looks nice.


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