catch the teacup


china teacup falling freely

time slowing down…

shattering, scattering shards


salty tears trickling

from eyes, from soul

fingers trembling, trying to undo


eyes smoldering, shooting hateful darts

darts piercing, cutting, tearing

my wounded, bleeding heart


remorseful words

forgiveness pleading

alas, those ears not hearing


sorrowful glances

forgiveness begging

alas, those eyes not seeing


hasty words, angry acts

joyful friendships

shattering, scattering


tender bonds

kindred spirits

once though one; now are two


halt the words

end the hate…

catch the teacup


About bjdonaldson

I think of myself as a Renaissance woman with a variety of passions. If you visited me, you might find me hanging out with my husband and children. Our Golden Retriever would be lovingly near. I am a Literacy Coach/Reading Specialist at an elementary school where I provide professional development and coaching to teachers. Formerly, I was a Reading Recovery teacher, an interventionist, and a middle and elementary classroom teacher. Getting up in the morning is not hard; I still love making a difference in the lives of children and teachers.

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