Saturday Sonnet: Cracking

Breaking heartI wrote this poem years ago and thought I would share it here today. I’m putting together a collection of short stories and poetry that will be in book form soon.

Here’s a sample.


Cracking, A Sonnet

By Stephanie Verni

Forlorn, the faltering heart has no reason
to fill you with false hope and pay mind to your sanity;
whether there is heat or cold, it disregards season,
and pays no attention to matters of formality.
It breaks nonetheless whether anyone can hear
the silent scream, the muted moan—
inside, aching, but on the outside appears
calm; the whisper of a desperate groan.
Why is it a breaking heart makes no noise?
Unfathomable, really, that the ear can’t detect
the sinking, shattering, cracking, crippling lack of joy;
it used to be intact and you never expect
that a breakage like this won’t repair with glue
and that the red of the sunset has lost its hue.

© Stephanie Verni, 2017

Stephanie Verni is Professor of Business Communication at Stevenson University and is the author of Inn Significant, Baseball Girl, and Beneath the Mimosa Tree. Along with her colleagues Leeanne Bell McManus and Chip Rouse, she is a co-author of Event Planning: Communicating Theory and Practice, published by Kendall-Hunt.


The Best Advice You Ever Got

JupiterThe best advice you ever got—

And over the years you’ve heard a lot—

Didn’t come in the way of a bang and pop!

Didn’t come among a fertile crop.

It didn’t call out in the dead of night

When creepy crawlers come out to bite.

It wasn’t seen among the stars—

The moon, Jupiter or dusty Mars.

It didn’t have legs and walk away,

It stayed to face interminable days.

It helped you survive the bleakest clouds,

When you wanted to quit, but then said aloud,

That what you’ve lost wasn’t meant to be,

In pain, you cry, the dichotomy.

One side, like a coin; do not to toss aside,

The other, a symbol, shouts run and hide.

The best advice you ever got—

As it quietly emerged from beneath the rot.

And from disappointing people who vanish a lot,

And dare to aim, but miss the shot—

Was to heed your heart, for it’s the glue,

What others believe may not be true.

What others say, you pay no mind,

Some things are better left behind.


© Stephanie Verni, April 2014