Broken chair (Photo credit: Martin Bartosch)
See these beat-up pieces, this broken-down chair?
Bedraggled, battered, neglected, bare.
Like me it is wasted, the worse for wear,
Hurt and defeated, filled with despair.
We are worn out, broken, beyond repair.
The Trifecta Challenge this week is 33 words about anything you want. Your piece must include at least one
hyphenated compound modifier.
Now see freaked-out me completing a first draft which ended up being exactly 33 words. So it’s as is, with very little editing. Why mess with a happy accident? Next time I will try to be more cheery.
Breathing Space 
Somehow you managed to bring depth and great wording while still having the piece rhyme! No easy task. Really enjoyed it 🙂
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Thanks Marisa ♥
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Fascinating. Yes its a bit sad. Happy to hear you are not. Dianne
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Nothing wrong with me that a bit of duct tape can’t fix. 😉
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Lovely with that slight tinge of sadness-we all will feel a little like those beaten pieces some days -or more often when we start ageing but hopefully the despair won’t be long lasting and there will lot to rejoice about:-)Great rhyming in this cool piece
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Thank you for always leaving such lovely comments which I rarely get around to replying to! I appreciate them more than you will ever know, especially if I don’t ever tell you. haha. 😀 You’re right, the sadness always passes and there is always something to rejoice about. Thanks again for your lovely words. xxoo
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I don’t think I need repair but I could do with a good iron.
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HAHA – me too!! They should offer that in spas. A full body iron. xxoo
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So sad and yet so beautifully written. Excellent use of the prompt!
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Thanks Suzanne – everyone does such wonderful things with these prompts, I feel like one small drop in the big trifecta bucket.
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Oh, I hope not beyond repair… haunting piece, that I feel that way sometimes.
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Yep, we all have our days. And then the sun comes out. 😀 Thanks Ted. ♥
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I love this piece – We all feel this way sometimes. You capture that feeling so well.
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It’s good to have our own little pity parties every once in a while. As long as they’re short. 🙂 Thanks Kelly.
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I like the rhythm and rhyming (:
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Thank you Draug! I guess it’s a hang over from nursery school days, I think poems have to rhyme. 🙂
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Yet it’s still a chair. We, too, are broken beyond repair, yet we are still God’s children. {{{hugs}}} Kozo
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Now I’m thinking ‘beyond repair’ was a bit harsh. Nothing wrong here that a hug from Kozo can’t make better. ♥{{{hugs}}}♥
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This is so sad. Sure, things don’t work as well as we get older, but being broken beyond repair is so hopeless.
Granny1947’s comment cracked me up 🙂
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haha – me too. Thanks janna xxoo
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Love, love, love this!
The question, leading to “me”, encompassing “we”. And drop-dead rhyme. Awesome.
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Wow. I like your comment better than my poem. Thank you so much Kymm ♥
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I really enjoyed your take, despite its slightly downbeat feel. The rhymes give it a positivity and pace at odds to the words. Love it.
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Thanks Sarah Ann. I’m not usually downbeat. Thanks for your upbeat comment. 😀
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Nice hyphenated modifier!
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Yeah! I was waiting for somebody to notice that. hahaha 😀
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