Shattered
by Mary M. Cushnie-Mansour
Published 2009
Mary’s collection of “Shattered” poetry will not be kind to your conscious. She tells it like it is, from poems penned for paintings she has been privy to, to poems penned from life’s paintings upon society’s walls of pain and injustice. Mary’s honesty will shock and astound you, but it will also have you thinking about the realty of the more shadowy areas of our world.
Snippets from “Shattered”
Lady of the Blue Forest
she
walks in forest frozen
searching
for sunlit paths
for warmth
…
Spiders Web
spiders spin their silken webs
around my world
I am cocooned in
a veil of innocence
that has crept silently over
my life
…
No Gain
No gain
Without the pain
Derived from
Life’s lessons––
I swathe my shame
But the shawl only covers the
Visible scars––
I have no plaster for
The mirrors to my
Tortured soul
…
Sons of Time
Yesterday’s sons lie in wait
Reaching skeletal fingers
Sombrely warning
Today’s sons
Of the un-glory of war
…
Money and Religion
The child observes the steeple, with wide eyes
Hunger gnaws at his stomach
Poverty tears at his clothing
The great wooden doors are bound with iron
The latch is beyond his reach
…
The Room
It draws me down the dark, narrow hallway.
…
There is no escape.
…
I am frozen in time.
…
