Broken,
A meager crust
Of bread on a platter;
My offering is before
You, from my heart, given,
Hope attempting to inspire,
Make
You step out, away,
From what dampens your roar,
Introducing sparks of
Creativity –
Drawing you into dawning,
The being you could become.
Even
As you turn away
Suddenly unimpressed,
I search my agile brain
Believing
I can bring you something
More like your desire,
Perfection –
Which might convince you
To believe in yourself
Knowing you have everything
Needed
To go after all those treasured
Dreams you hide behind half-smiles,
The prizes which belong to you.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 