Runaway Brokenness (poem) by Linda Settles Zebsokey on AuthorsDen

Runaway Brokenness
by Linda Settles Zebsokey → (All Poetry by Linda Settles Zebsokey)
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Only One Way to Fix It

A broken pipe, a broken door, may be repaired and it's not much more to fix a broken sink. But a broken heart will flood the soul and broken trust will take control of shattered lives. Its paranoia will keep its victim bound, until at last the soul that sleeps the restless death of tyranny, denial bound up in despair submits its treasures to the care of He who knows and understands its intricacies. Broken pipes and broken sinks broken hearts and ships that sink all have in common this one thing, they cannot fix themselves. They need a Power Higher than the thing that *is.* A Higher Power that transcends the break can mend the tear. So call the plumber, take the chance and with despair refuse to dance. Now is the time. Today's the day to stop the flow of runaway brokenness. © Linda settles www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

You always have such great insights to share...
Cryssa

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on January 4, 2009

Oooooh yes! You are absolutely right. I especially like the bit about paranoia keeping the victim bound. I have seen a great deal of that.
Thank you for this poem.
Blessings J'nia

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

I enjoy reading this thoughtful and truthful poem.Take good care of yourself

Edwin

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Linda, what a truthful writing this is...it gave me chills. It's great when we know someone GREATER is in control and our sorrows become like dots on a page. I loved this!

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Linda,

What can I say? Undone by the truths in these lines - well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Great message in this, Linda, and I love the format! Well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford

Until we realize that we're not in control life will be as you write. This is a brilliant poem and I applaud you Linda.

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

How true. If we are broken we need to be fixed, but cannot do it alone. And I agree with Connie, I love the appearance.

Mary

Reviewed by Connie Faust

This is first of all, beautiful in appearance. It is a thought-provoking poem, hits deep in the inner man (woman) and resonates with timeless truth. Terrific!
Connie

Reviewed by John Coppolella

This runaway train of brokenness I have seen in my self, and others, some of which is curable to the degree that you recognize and can treat it. The trouble is that sometimes things happen that are so traumatic that we experience the effects to our programming of the viral infection of the soul, but are unaware of the root cause of the problem, because we cannot see the forest for the trees. Therefore our wrong pattern of action continues, based on false or outdated input, long after the original danger has passed.

You touch on this very well, Linda.I admire your poetic courage to tackle this subject so adroitly in this elegant manner for all the world to share. Keep sowing the good seed. The crop will come in one HARVEST DAY for you, too

Rockie Coppolella

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Linda ~ I love this one, it provokes much thought and brings such wisdom. "To stop the flow of runaway brokenness." Today is the day! Although there has been many days for this, it never hurts to check on the repair.
Warmth and Love to you. Be Well! Carin