Our prompt at Three Word Wednesday was to create a poem using these three words:   fragile, rampart, tremor


She seems invulnerable, so this was inevitable
The strongest fortress cannot hold its ramparts forever;
so the toughest girl on the block
cannot hold back the torrential reign of love

For beneath her crunchy exterior
lies a fragile veneer
covering a heart of molten chocolate

And now comes a presence
A murmur
A whisper of change breezing through her being
A tremble, a tremor, then
a collapse of her carefully maintained façade

She’s hopelessly heartfelt
More than a smidgen smitten
Finally fallen

© 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil