Set upon the hall table
sunlight streaming through grand windows
I examined its cut glass corners and
sparkling facets casting perfect rainbows
the epitome of undefined living
it just existed
to be pretty
to be admired
to be coveted
and so I swept it off that table
with a steady hand
it seemed a fitting punishment
a valid reason
the crash was magnificent
lingering after the moment of impact
it reverberated through the hall
too big and empty
I pushed a lock of grey hair
from my eyes, dry and unyielding
and inspected the blood on my fingers
as I collected the broken pieces
shadows surrendered
in the fading light with
thunderous applause
and I relented
photo: Pixabay – komarik25
prompts: #aprpad -day17, #napowrimo – day 17, Go Dog Go Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, Ploughshares, Poetry Superhighway, One Daily Prompt, #Quillverse
Writing and Reflections 
I can imagine the pop of the glass as it explodes upon impact. Delightful analogy of the release that brings forth the ability to mend.
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Thank you! Apparently, I missed a bunch of comments. Sorry for the delay. Thanks for your kind words.
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A wondrous poem, the imagery is so clear.
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Thank you!
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A deep though provoking poem.
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Thank you!
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A pleasure
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