Calvary painted love's picture for me.

Poetry Challenge Topic: Piecemeal.

 

PIECEMEAL

 

 

Torn asunder, limb from limb

Heart in a million shards

Shattered, as though beyond repair

Humpty-Dumpty-like, crushed.

Will King’s horses or King’s men

Be able to put me, piecemeal,

Back together again?

 

Tears shed until dry heaves

Pull at my aching sides

Doubling me over and while

I am down I lay prostrate

Before the only friend who is

Closer than a brother; the King

Himself, able and ready

 

Reaching tender, loving hands,

Scooping the bleeding

Remnants of a once vibrant

Heart, which beat in unison with

The whisper of His name.

He speaks a gentle word of

Command and I live

 

Not only as a shadow of the

Girl I used to be, but in

His sweet joy that overwhelms

Me with its vibrant intensity

Restoring my heart, my soul,

My mind and causes me to

Walk in the newness of life.

 

Lord, there is none like you; you

Bind up the brokenhearted and

Set the captive free.

 

Bonniegirl, April 2, 2007.