She holds a soft landing place, lifts my spirit out of heavy rock.
She tells me this will not last forever, that I am not stupid,
that I am smart enough not to think I am that stupid.
She tells me that my prayers are not defective.
It seems that a god or a genius should be able to conquer
the mess that is I, but she assures me they can’t, I can’t.
She tells me that we might not fix me but that I am good broken.
Only real angels love you when you’re broken
and do not require that you be fixed.
Bad devils want to smash you into a plastic
doll who can survive earth and her people.
She reminds me that I am not pottery.
She knows that I am more broken than pottery could ever be,
but she tells me that I won’t cry forever, that pain does not kill.
She tells me that if we get desperate, we can fry me,
but we are not that desperate. I am good broken for now.
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#1 by Marian on January 27, 2011 - 10:17 pm
you are pretty good broken, carl. i vote for holding out on the frying. xo
#2 by Carl on January 27, 2011 - 10:27 pm
Thank you, Marian! Every vote counts – It will be a close election!
#3 by Sirenum Scopuli on January 27, 2011 - 10:42 pm
I like you broken, too. I’m glad your angel agrees with me.
#4 by Carl on January 27, 2011 - 11:47 pm
Well, then, you must be a real angel! 🙂
#5 by CDG on January 28, 2011 - 1:22 pm
I went back and read the other two first.
I like your angels, fixing choas and bringing joy, soothing, always loving you, even when you’re broken.
#6 by Carl on January 28, 2011 - 8:54 pm
Thank you so much for your comment. When you put them together, it is one of the greatest collections of angels ever known! I think I’ll invite them all over for a party.
#7 by Evelyn on January 28, 2011 - 9:06 pm
“She tells me that we might not fix me but that I am good broken.”
just WOW.
brilliant. so achey,like deep down…
#8 by Carl on January 28, 2011 - 9:25 pm
You are so kind to me. Thank you for those comforting words – I think I have a new subject for IV. 🙂
#9 by liv2write2day on January 28, 2011 - 9:17 pm
This is a keeper, Carl…and so are we even when we are a bit broken. A good poem to come back to on those days when we don’t feel so good about ourselves. And hopefully we have people who love us, too, who are also angels. Thanks for this one.
#10 by Carl on January 28, 2011 - 9:32 pm
Thank you for your comment. We can’t do this deal alone and those who stick by us are truly angels. You’re an angel for commenting!