My pieces may lie scattered,

discarded and many.

But while I am broken,

some value remains.

To repair, to mend

is the best course.

No sum of my parts,

whether whole or broken,

can ever measure me.

Save what can be salvaged,

discard what is lost,

to face remainder of days

with all I have.


About John White

I've written off and on my entire life. It took years for me to finally take putting words together seriously. Now it's not, nor does it ever feel, like work. Writing daily has become habitual. No day is complete without words having appeared on the page.

Posted on December 5, 2014, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 41 Comments.

  1. Quite a powerful ‘stiff upper lip’ statement in this poem. Either ‘grin and bear it’ or a refusal to give in, either way something always drives us forward.

  2. Perseverance is among one of the human qualities that I admire most. The ability to remain strong in the face of what seeks to destroy us is wildly powerful. Great poem. ~B

  3. Wow. I was just going to write something like this. You said it for me. The good thing about being broken is the potential for building something better- once you have the strength. Until then, just gotta rest and heal.

    • Thank you Marisol! If the foundation is still in place rebuilding is one option and a way to build back better and stronger than before. I’m glad you liked it. Great to meet you!

  4. Very poignant. I reflect on your words, and see something of myself in there. Thank-you.

  5. sometimes that’s the only thing left to do…thanks!

  6. Calm and strong…words of hope, perhaps after lost hope. I love this.

    • Thank you so much! Sometimes we find strength other times it’s a facade. We all lose parts of ourselves. It’s the attempt at getting by with what’s left that’s the hardest part. Great to meet you!

  7. Reblogged this on CountMaxi's Blog.

  8. A poem for building personal strength. I love it. Bravo!! ❤️🌟

  9. At some point, we’ve all felt this way….some of us still feel it now…… and some will feel this way in future too…. Everything passes….
    Strength to you!

  10. Beautiful. Thank you for this gentle reminder today. Many thanks also for following my blog. I’m grateful. xo jules

  11. That is interesting. I had a friend who described his life like mirror that was laying on the floor shattered. He said that broken he is more than if he were whole. Your poem reminded me of that.

    Thanks for stopping by

  12. Splendid stoicism. Nice work.

  13. Finely crafted. I did enjoy the lilting rhythm of the opening lines:

    “My pieces may lie scattered,

    discarded and many.

    But while I am broken,

    some value remains.”

  14. LoVe your work. Keep moving forward-broken or whole. Thanks for following my blog. Blessings.

  15. a gentle iconoclast

    This is well done, John White!

  16. I think you may well be the missing part of my brain, it was left with a note with my name and address upon it, but guess you decided to keep & use it for a bit, because someone who could use such a treasure must be a right dozy shit. But imagine what we could achieve if both halves were reunited?
    Actually, probably not, keep it, your welcome, just share any royalties 🙂

  17. New to your site and thank you for the add and the great site.

  18. TWO WORDS: “Absolutely powerful.”

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