Fragile

This being human is fragile. 
Into this uncertain world we arrive
Nestled in mother’s breast to survive
Cradled 'til we can hold our own.
Fragile are the flickering lights blown
Counting the circles ‘round the sun
That we just can’t outrun.

This being human is fragile.
We yearn to be our own
Yet not alone.
Our minds like spiderwebs
Are where dreams dangle by threads
And trust often slips through
For another was untrue.

This being human is fragile,
Like before the glass mirror we stand
Showing our hand.
Words thrown chip and crack.
Actions shatter sending us aback.
A puzzle the pieces lay
To build again, we pray

This being human is fragile,
Yet we pop our own bubbles
And wade through the troubles.
Don our glorious butterfly wings
Breaking through silence to sing.
For like the mayfly we may
Be gone tomorrow... but we’re here today

©Heather ~ Home Study From The Grateful Heart 2021

Kim at dVerse has challenged us to write a metaphor poem that starts with the words ‘This being human is…’ 

Note: mayfly – is an insect that lives around water. In the adult stage, they only live for about 24 hours.

Photo: I was fortunate enough to catch this shot of an Eastern Tiger Swallowtail a few summers ago.

Thanks for reading! Have a great day!
With a grateful heart,
Heather

Published by Home Study from the Grateful Heart

Welcome new friends. I'm Heather, a homeschooling mama raising three children alongside my husband. I love to walk our two dogs, photograph nature, and write poetry. As a family, we love reading together, creating art, sports and all things nature. We also enjoy sharing our learning experiences with friends and creating co-op opportunities. I enjoy writing about our homeschool adventures, as well as nature and sharing recipes. My heart is grateful for my family, our homeschool, our friends and homeschool community, as well as the nature around us. In addition to following my blog, you can find me on Facebook at Home Study from the Grateful Heart.

29 thoughts on “Fragile

  1. Great use of repetition, Heather, and I love the way each stanza can stand on its own as an individual poem, or work together with the others, and especially the imagery in the lines:
    ‘Our minds like spiderwebs
    Are where dreams dangle by threads
    And trust often slips through’
    and the alliteration to create violent sounds in:
    ‘Words thrown chip and crack.
    Actions shatter sending us aback.’

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  2. Life is fragile like a butterfly if we’re lucky. After all the monarch flies 3000 miles every year, pretty remarkable fragility!!

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  3. Each of your stanzas has a precious gem in it:
    1 “Fragile are the flickering lights blown
    Counting the circles ‘round the sun”
    2″Our minds like spiderwebs
    Are where dreams dangle by threads”
    3″Words thrown chip and crack.”
    4″For like the mayfly we may
    Be gone tomorrow… but we’re here today”

    The whole thing works so well together.
    What perfection is the butterfly photo!

    Liked by 1 person

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