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Every Broken Piece of Me; a Poem

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Dana Tate is a passionate poet who doesn't have a certain style. She's effected by the things she sees which gives her poems a unique flair.

I can't remember where or when I heard the word "broken" or, " broken pieces." I remember hearing the word, and having it jump out at me. I knew then there was some significance behind it.

As Weeks and months turned into years, pieces dropped in my soul, providing me with pieces of a puzzle. The vision or, should I say understanding of the vision, would become clearer with each piece.

The pieces were something I either saw, heard, or read. As with all the broken pieces I felt there was some significance behind it. Finally, after five years, all the pieces were in place, and this is how the puzzle spoke to me.



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Broken by relationships, family and friends.

I left a trail of broken pieces, some to broken to mend.

I thought those scars were hidden within.

Carefully covered under layers of skin.












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A mother who was loving but had scars of her own.

A father broken by life, no strength to comfort his own.

Oh Lord, I thought those scars were hidden within!

I thought I carefully covered them under layers of skin.





I Swore I wouldn't' crumble,

would never fall though I might stumble,

Never imagining eyes could see,

Every...

Broken…

Piece...

Of...

Me.






Those scars you wear, may even swear are well hidden.

Are crying at night and my ears can surely hear them.

Their filled with acrimonies and my eyes can clearly see.


Every scar...

Every pebble...

Every scattered...

Little piece.



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Shattered like glass by some things in your past.

You've tried in vain to conceal them,

My mercy is urging Me to heal them.

I hear each testimony,

And, My eyes can surely see .


Every shard...

Every pebble...

Every broken...

little piece.






The poem seemed to answer questions I had such as:


  • Why do strangers draw to me and just pour out their troubles?
  • Why do strangers ask me to pray for them. How do they know I'm a praying woman?
  • Why do I feel a pull into the ministry. What do I have to offer when there's so many people already?

The testimony of those who overcame challenges is powerful. Many people bare scars of some kind. Allow your scars to have a voice, give them a platform. Allow them to speak healing, encouragement and understanding into the scars of those who are hurting. Testimonies are powerful. If you've been through something and survived, they can too.


For five years I went through the motions of trying to complete this poem on my own. Every time a piece dropped I would run to my computer only to find out I didn't have all the pieces or a clear understanding. I went from thinking it was a poem about being broken, to our broken world, to broken situations. Really the poem was all three combined into one puzzle.


The vision came to me layered in broken pieces and the poem is about me a woman who understood her destiny once all the broken pieces fell into place giving her a clear vision.









© 2019 Dana Tate

Comments

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on September 19, 2020:

Chrish Canosa,

I appreciate your kind words. Thank you for reading and leaving a comment.

Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on September 15, 2020:

Very Well expressed feelings. They're truly existing...

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on October 25, 2019:

Thankyou Shannon,

I appreciate you reading and leaving a thoughtful comment.

Shannon Henry from Texas on October 24, 2019:

What a beautiful piece of poetry you have written! I'm sure that many can relate to it.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on October 24, 2019:

Rinita

Thank you for reading and leaving such a beautiful and encouraging message.

Rinita Sen on October 23, 2019:

Powerful write, Dana. Makes a deep impression. Love how you put all the broken pieces together in the poem. I like your conclusion, too, especially the part where you urge the reader to let their scars speak and heal others in the process.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on September 28, 2019:

Steve,

Thank you for reading and commenting.

Steve Tyson from Byron Bay, Australia on September 26, 2019:

Beautiful and powerful, thanks Dana....

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on September 11, 2019:

Thank you JC Scull.

JC Scull from Gainesville, Florida on September 11, 2019:

What an awesome poem! I loved it.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on August 13, 2019:

Denise, thank you.

You analyzed the poem perfectly. People draw to you and, they themselves don't understand why; it's something about you.

The truth is the wounded soul speak to other wounded souls and the survivor is blessed with the gift of compassion and encouragement-- this is essential to the one who is hurting.

When people are drawn to you and you give your testimony or simply pray, you realize you have a powerful voice. it's a privilege to be able to encourage someone else. The bottom line is if you survived, they can too.

Thank you for your insightful comment.

Denise McGill from Fresno CA on August 13, 2019:

This poem and the explanation really spoke to me. I've felt exactly like that and also experienced people pouring out their life story to me as if they knew I was a praying woman with an empathetic ear. How could they tell if the scars aren't more visible than we know? Thanks for putting all that into words. Beautifully said.

Blessings,

Denise

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 27, 2019:

Dana,

I love this phrase.

"You never know how strong you are. Until, being strong is the only choice you have." (Author Unknown)Thanks for sharing.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on July 26, 2019:

Brenda-- Thank you so much for reading my poem and leaving a message of encouragement.

Sometimes, it can be a struggle but I always emerge from it a little bit wiser. I like to keep little sticky notes on my mirror and my favorite one of encouragement is this...

"You never know how strong you are. Until, being strong is the only choice you have." (Author Unknown)

No truer words have ever been spoken.

Thanks' again Brenda.'

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 26, 2019:

Every shard...

Every pebble...

Every broken...

little piece.

You did a nice job. Lets hope the pieces stay together.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on July 26, 2019:

Mark Tulin -- Thank you for reading and appreciating my poem. The pieces are always falling as we learn and grow.

It's a beautiful thing to know we will always be a work in process. It gives us hope.

Have a great weekend!

Thanks' again.

Mark Tulin from Santa Barbara, California on July 26, 2019:

Dana, so glad that your pieces are in place. I'm still collecting mine. It must be a ten-thousand piece puzzle. Beautifully done.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on May 05, 2019:

We took a licking and we're still ticking. No weapons formed against us will prosper!

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on May 05, 2019:

Thank you for that. Normally I would pray for a fast recovery. I pray and God laughs. Rejoice my friend rejoice. I have no idea what is planned. But I look forward what will come of you. I am sitting on ice packs and cleansing a wound near hourly. I still have all four limbs!

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on May 05, 2019:

Yes, its funny. And fitting I'm pecking with a cast on my left arm . I got hit by a car Saturday, well last Saturday night, Its been a week and a day. I walked away with a broken arm and that's it. So I'm feeling a little grateful and spiritual.

I even joked with God and said "- You're not going to let me out of this ministry thing are you?"

I swear I remind myself of the cat with ninety-nine lives.

For the last two months I had been complaining to everyone on my job how tired I was and how I needed a vacation. Well, be careful what you ask for I got two whole months maybe more if I need surgery; and people think God doesn't answer prayers. Ha- ha! Now I have plenty of time to comment, create, and hopefully fill in some of those pieces to those hundreds of unfinished puzzles.

Let the broken pieces fall!

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on May 05, 2019:

Oh most assuredly my loving friend. I have two major injuries right now. Caused in a dangerous place. One requires ice and the other much antibiotics. Just a metaphor for:

Every shard...

Every pebble...

Every broken...

little piece.

Funny isn't it. Healing a flesh wound just right is much akin to a heart wound being healed just right. Care is love and love is care.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on May 05, 2019:

Eric,

When you said "healing quite right" are you referring to something in the article?

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on May 05, 2019:

Strength comes from endurance. Triumph comes from overcoming.

Its pronounced Daynah. Spelled Dana.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on May 05, 2019:

Dana I had an episode lately that caused more pieces to fall. Good I was awakened to come back to this. I still do not get healing quite right. Maybe that is about learning.

manatita44 from london on May 05, 2019:

Cool, my sweet sister. Healing thoughts and share. May you continue in the Light of Truth.

'pain comes from a place of strength and triumph'. Interesting way of putting it. Strength and triumph is as a result of the fire that burns us … but again, we are that Fire … we are that Love. Paradox? Love you, Dana.

P.S. Shauna introduced a male artist with that name. Do you say 'Daynah' or 'Dahnah. I think of you as the first.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on May 04, 2019:

Manatita, I'm also still healing the broken pieces. No human will leave this life unscathed. You don't have to know anyone's story, we all know that anyone who lives long enough will endure some kind of suffering

"I was once broken by relationships, family and friends."-

I had a lot of broken relationships that scarred me.

My spiritual journey began with me asking God what was wrong with me. I never expected Him to answer. I had been asking, praying, begging for things all my life with little to no result. Suddenly, I was taken back to where the breakage began, childhood. I understand that my parent's didn't mean to "break me" honestly I didn't know they did

Mostly everyone I know can claim the same thing, I asked why I was struggling in relationships my journey led me to that place and the moment I got the revelation I knew it was the truth.

I'm using this example because I'm pecking with a broken arm: If you break your arm, you can allow it to heal on its own because eventually it will heal. Or, you can go to the doctor and get it fixed correctly. We understand we need to go to the doctor if we break our arm, but not everyone understand or believe in spiritual illness If they did the Creator wouldn't need mouth pieces. Flesh sees and hear the words of the flesh but the Creator is not flesh but a spirit.

Thank you for reading and commenting. Lyrical poetry seems to be the flavor for my spiritual poems and, I don't mind that you always seem to have something to say to me. Many people who read my work get the wrong impression, thinking it was written from a place of pain or struggle. Only the seed was planted because of pain but, the fruit that produced from that pain comes from a place of strength and triumph.

Now I understand why the Creator answered that prayer, he could heal me and then use me to fish out those I can reach (birds of a feather flock together) You cannot teach what you don't know but you can teach what you understand. Be careful what you ask for, the pieces are still falling. I have dozens upon dozens of unfinished poems, books, songs, plays, writings, all waiting for the right pieces to fall for me to complete the puzzle.

Its a gift that's a little strange but, its spiritual work, Written from the spirt, written for the spirit, of those who need that type of medicine.

Thanks for commenting. You are a good man and any advice is well received. I know it comes from a good place because the words came out of beautiful heart. I appreciate you.

Blessings...

manatita44 from london on May 03, 2019:

Ha ha.

I'm still putting the pieces together, my Sweet Dana. Sorry, I know what you mean. The poem is very lyrical and meaningful and a noble work of sharing, healing and togetherness for kindred spirits. I like the image of the broken glass. Cool.

We parents can only mirror what we are and we are all fallible as humans, even when pointing Godwards. I tend to nearly always have something to say to you. lol. I do it out of Love really. In my Heart you are very special and this is a great labour of work. Hari Om!

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 26, 2019:

Oh, Ioannis Arvantis

You brought tears to my eyes. I also feel that the scattered pieces are meant to reach those who will go through something or need a testimony from someone who understands when the come out of something. This is why we are encouraged to endure our trials so when can help and understand each other.

Someone asked me why do I bare my soul when I write. I'll never forget when the spirit told me I was not alone. Many people feel they're the only one who made bad choices or, have bad luck and the shame leads us into unhealthy acts to heal the pain. If we took each other under our wings we can help heal a nation.

Thank you for your beautiful comment. You get it!

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 26, 2019:

Thank you Chitrangada Sharan

You know I only write when something in my spirit urges me to write. I believe when something in my spirit gives me wisdom it's my duty to share. It may not be meant for everyone but someone needs to hear this testimony.

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on April 26, 2019:

My dear Sister Dana, I believe, some times, we broke to pieces so that we can scatter our Light to many directions! I can see a lot of His Light in you!

I am blessed to know you and to receive your Light! With your pieces, you are creating a beautiful and helpful image.

I send you my Love!

Sean

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on April 24, 2019:

Beautifully expressed poem, which touched my heart. It’s good to see you publishing after a long time.

It’s completely up to our own self, to mend the broken pieces and I am glad you did it. Believe me, you are not alone. Many of us have those scars, though we may not admit it.

Sending you best wishes. Thanks for sharing.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 23, 2019:

Ruby, Thank you for reading, And, good to hear from you.

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on April 23, 2019:

This was amazing! I think we all go down that road, broken, pieces scattered, then one day we see clearer and mend. This piece of writing brought misty eyes. Well done.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 22, 2019:

Dr Pran,

I love and treasure your comments you always understand me and my poems or writings so well.

Thank you for wisdom.

Dr Pran Rangan from Kanpur (UP), India on April 21, 2019:

Dana, it's a wonderful poem that can drive anyone to understand their scars caused by many broken pieces. We can heal those scars only by understanding their exact nature.

Thanks for sharing such a nice poem.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 21, 2019:

Elijah,

As the spirit works in me, I become stronger, wiser and more enlightened everyday.

Thank you.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 21, 2019:

Thank you Elijah,

Coming from someone as enlightened as yourself, it is a real compliment.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 21, 2019:

Al Word.

Thank you. I missed u my friend. Good to hear from you.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 21, 2019:

Thank you,

Eric Dierker.

Dana Tate (author) from LOS ANGELES on April 21, 2019:

John,

Thank you.

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on April 21, 2019:

Dana, What a testimony of spirit working through you to bring you closer to being one with spirit. You poem remind me of my "new conception" and appears to be one for you. Thanks for sharing it.

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on April 21, 2019:

Awwwww Sister Dana, yes! how well I know that feeling. It's something we never forget although mine were not painful statements said to and about me or that I did, like yours, they didn't make since to me often flashing back into memory. It was not until after my "new conception and birth" [bit.ly/elijahbirth if you want to read some of mine] that spirit began to reveal their messages to me. Our differences is your it appears your's only recently seems to began and mine began in early childhood.

Your sharing it as rhyming poetry says a lot to me, a testimony of a spiritual awakening so may they continue to break down the wall that often keep us from hearing "the voice of truth" buried within us by our schoolings. Thanks for sharing your testimony.

Al word55 on April 20, 2019:

Hi Dana, good to see that you are still writing insightful poems. I enjoyed reading thus one. May you continue to be blessed.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on April 20, 2019:

I was just letting my boy feel some nasty scars on my back that we do not discuss. Your work here will let us discuss it. I do not want to. No dang way. Bury them. Yes our scars need to be shared. Thanks.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on April 20, 2019:

Dana, thank you for sharing this well constructed poem. I am glad you finally received the discernment to interpret the meaning of the “broken pieces.”