A Glass Vase

by Nook

Published February 22, 2013

12+

In Sweet...

Smashed,
broken,
thrown down
one time too many.

Put together again,
in a period of
peace,
quiet,
love and
happiness?

But now it stands,
on that windowsill,
with visible veins of cracks 
and withered,
dead 
flowers.

It may have been fixed,
but the scars of it's past 
still lingers.
Once, it was whole,
but now,
it's simply fragments
clumsily,
insincerely
glued back together.

And the pain still
echoes,
resoundingly,
through it's cracks.

It's lifespan,
filled with so much tears
can't be forgotten 
through one 
single moment
otherwise.

So now,
the sadness has collected,
and nothing can stay in it,
no water,
no blossoms,
for the blossoms will eventually die.
The ache is too excruciating.

Too immortal,
permanent,
and so intense.

Happiness be damned.
The vase will crumble to dust soon.

Comments & reviews · 4
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satynenovak Review
satynenovak wrote a review Review · Oct 20, 2013

This poem, in my opinion, seems to have a bit of an analogy tied into it, and I really like that. We can all relate to a broken vase at some point in our lives, and you pulled the feeling of being fixed but still utterly broken well.

You seemed to have a few unnecessary commas. Commas are essential, but shouldn't be overused to the point where it looks like a dragged on sentence. I did see that your 'It's' and 'Its' were mixed up. I'll quote a few stanzas where I see this problem.

"It's lifespan,
filled with so much tears
can't be forgotten
through one
single moment
otherwise."

Another thing to watch out for is word use. This is a simple poem with a very deep meaning to it, and 'excruciating' is too much of a word. Too exaggerated, perhaps. Other than that your grammar is just fine.

That last stanza brought an angry air to the poem.

"Happiness be damned.
The vase will crumble to dust soon."

I don't favor this for a number of reasons. It seems out of place, like shifting from a broken vase to an angry person.

In a whole, I really liked your input, and I encourage you to keep writing.

-Satyne

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niteowl
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niteowl wrote a review Review · Feb 24, 2013

Overall, I really like this. There's some strong images of the vase and what it's been through.

Put together again,
in a period of
peace,
quiet,
love and
happiness?


This doesn't have any images and is pretty boring. I would cut it. You could possibly replace it with some imagery contrasting the fighting and peacetime. E.g. smashed in drunken fights, glued back together with "I love you"'s. Play with the wording and see if you can't paint a stronger picture of the surroundings. I'm assuming a romantic couple, but I could be wrong.

It's lifespan,


Should be Its.

clumsily,
insincerely
glued back together.


Adverbs tend to detract from the poem. It might be better to show this. For example, maybe someone's gluing together the vase while distracted by the TV or something.

Too immortal,
permanent,
and so intense


This doesn't add much to the piece. I might use one of these words to replace "excruciating" and ditch the rest.

A general comment: You use a lot of commas. Sometimes they make sense grammatically, but other times they don't. I would re-punctuate as you would in prose.

Overall, love the images here, but I think some changes could make it stronger. Good job and keep writing! :)

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Cole
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Cole wrote a review Review · Feb 24, 2013

Hey there! I'm going to review your poem.

This was very well done for the most part. I think some aspects of it didn't make too much sense, but, overall, I liked it.

Ultimately, I liked the formatting, because it wasn't traditional. I also liked that there was no rhyme scheme, because I think that would have made it cliche. I'm going to discuss each stanza.

Smashed,
broken,
thrown down
one time too many.


I like the image this creates, however, is it truly "one" too many times? I feel like, due to the rest of the poem, it must have had more than one devastating spill. I think it contradicts your painting of the vase enduring years of abuse.

Put together again,
in a period of
peace,
quiet,
love and
happiness?


I'm not quite sure what this means. It seems a little generic.

But now it stands,
on that windowsill,
with visible veins of cracks
and withered,
dead
flowers.


I love this stanza. Great visual.

It may have been fixed,
but the scars of it's past
still lingers.
Once, it was whole,
but now,
it's simply fragments
clumsily,
insincerely
glued back together.


Firstly, it should be "linger" instead of "lingers," and it should be "its past" instead of "it's past." I like this stanza. I think this is the most original stanza of the poem.

And the pain still
echoes,
resoundingly,
through it's cracks.


I like this, but, again, I think it's a little generic. Make up something of your own entirely! "Resoundingly" is also a little redundant. And, it should be "its cracks."

It's lifespan,
filled with so much tears
can't be forgotten
through one
single moment
otherwise.[/quot]

"Its lifespan" instead of "it's lifespan." I'm not sure exactly what you're saying here. This thought seems incomplete.

So now,
the sadness has collected,
and nothing can stay in it,
no water,
no blossoms,
for the blossoms will eventually die.
The ache is too excruciating.


"Excruciating" is too long of a word. It staggers the flow of the stanza. Also, didn't you just say earlier that there were withered flowers in the vase? It seems a little contradictory.

Too immortal,
permanent,
and so intense.


I'm not sure what this means. Are you talking about the pain or the vase?

Happiness be damned.
The vase will crumble to dust soon.


I think this takes away from the poem. Though I like the personification of the vase throughout the poem, I don't think this makes much sense.

In the end, this poem was good, it just needs some improvements. I like it because it reminds me a bit of my short story "Broken Jar" (work.php?id=99839). Let me know if you have any questions. I hope I was helpful.

-H.

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KylaThompson
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KylaThompson wrote a review Review · Feb 22, 2013

Hello my name is Kyla, I'm here to leave you my review. I really like this, it is very nice. I loved how it ran smoothy; very subtle. I love how you explain it. You explain how it breaks, and how it was and is and I enjoyed it. I really notice punctuations and tone and personally I think you did great on that topic. I haven't heard of this topic for a poem before, but I like it!



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