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Bruised Heart

Can one's heart...

When a heart is bruised can it ever love again will trust go or remain will it shred and tatter is it now fecal matter can it beat loud anymore will it try to even the score how long will blood flow does anyone really know will the leak seal can it ever heal will the scars be visible will it be forever miserable will it just wither and die with nary a sigh

The Box

What possible good can come from a non-descript box?

Imagine a box. A non-descript box, just sitting on the ground. All around you, people are walking around this box, paying it no attention. But something about this particular box draws you in. It is almost like there is a force within that is grabbing hold of you, willing you to at the very least investigate this box. You draw near. Fear enters your heart. It’s an evil world we live in, and boxes are notorious for their p...

Across the miles and hours and minutesRests the embrace that holds my heart.So dear our ramblings;So happy our silliness;So close I hold my friend to me.Little glimpses of our faces,Sliding thoughts and running dreamsTraverse the earth in gentle companionship.No hope of holding the other's hand,Or sharing a bag of cookies.No cuddles, no swift kiss "Hello",No shifting of impatient feetAs we wonder why the other is late.Onl...

Claim Me. Take Me. Love Me

no one belongs to me, I belong to none and that the way it's going to be till eternity

Claim Me. Take Me. Love Meclaim metake melove meclaim me as you would a school prize take me as you would your final examlove me as you would a new born kittenclaim me as your owntake me with all my scars love me as an angel loves her chargeclaim my heart to yourstake me into your heartlove me thru eternitysee my love we all belong you belong to me .... as I know it's trueI belong to you ....as you know it's trueas our lo...

Come to Me

long distant love

Come to Mecome to your silly Irish love me as only you canyou have my heartyou have my soulI plead with you pleasekiss them mark them bothlove you my princessyour silly Irish

Holding My HeartI toss and toss some moreWake with a feeling of wanting moreYour love in my heart to the coreA simple kissA simple smileA simple touchDo I ask for moreWith a smile for meHolding my heart you sayI love you even more

Of weariness set within her bones She arises before dawn of break Gazing upon shimmering nights moon Reflecting glow alighting her view Night sounds blend come of whispered callings Upon soft winds pulling at her to come Her heart quickens she hurries along dirt path Coming to rest upon its dew drenched edging Within nights moon of shimmers they dance Twisting turning calling to her come join them She dances her heart of...

The Heart

Her lover, an organ donor dies in an accident and mysteriously returns to her.

Emily Janson was devastated when she got the call that Jonathan, the man she was to marry in two weeks, was just killed in a motorcycle accident. Holding the phone to her ear, her breath leaving her, she stood still, unable to speak, unable to comprehend the words she heard. The call came from Jonathan’s mother, who had just been called by the police.“Oh no,” she gasped before the sobs broke loose and tears filled her eye...

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Speaking Poetry

We all speak poetry when we share intense feelings with others or with ourselves

It’s not your words but the cry behind your voice when you sit across from me, your tea cup gripped and I see your eyes are moist as your knuckle wipes away one tear. Your heart betrays you as you speak, just saying over tea what happened yesterday that rippled through your nerves, brought blood to your face, thumped there by what you saw or heard and how you could not wait to speak to me or anyone who would listen for mo...

Mourning Sky

Does mother earth mourn, shed tears, show restraint?

Red sky in the morn,why does nature taint? Sailors does it warn,pallet dripping paint? Clouds are they adorn,colors vibrant and quaint? Has a gods heart been torn, love lost by a patron saint? Does mother earth mourn,shed tears, show restraint? Pure blue does she scorn,like all colors to acquaint?

Silence

It speaks to the heart and it's a very strong, powerful message

  When was silence a defence When did we start to retreat? Tell me When did dignity and justice disappear? When did it not matter? Tell me when murder was accepted? Why have you not spoken? Take a stand Were you not watching the Freedom Fighters? Martin Luther king Bob Marley Rosa Parks Our heroes Tell me when was silence a defence Am I alone? Am I the only one? Hurting Where has everyone gone? Closed mouths Keep silence...

Heart Surgeon

It's methaphorical

Heart surgeon You broke my heart You won’t do it again This is where it’s at Forget about me Forget it ever was Don’t forget it’s you Who pursued me Told me you liked me Was it my eyes? Got you hypnotized The shade of my skin Beauty kneels when the light Dims Don’t need to spy on you Like the KGB Forget you easily Replace you quickly A won’t lie You touch me deep Even when I sleep But my life doesn’t stop I know you will...

Her Song

Lyrics to a song on my music album

She lit up like some sort of Christmas treeAll golden and godlike and all bright and greenAnd I wish you could have seenMy insides swim inside of meLike bullets they shot through beamsAbsorbed in the cracks and sunk into the seamsMy heart actually skipped a beatI guess, metaphorically, it was at a loss to speakAnd walking out along the beach and the sandDrinking with her and almost holding handsHappiness sometimes it can'...

Just a little something I wrote to my future love, whoever she may be. Don't know yet, but know she is out there somewhere. :)I have something I want to give to you but promise me? Please promise to keep it safe, don't hurt, it has been hurt before.Promise me?This gift I have to give is tender and precious, does not want to be hurt again only loved. So before I give you this most precious of gifts,will you make a promise...

Looking into my heart, I wonder what you will see.You won't see love,and you won't see flowers, You won't see something pretty.You will see something dark,You will see something evil,Something so unreal,Something so cruel.You will see the real pain I feel,Because I can't hide it on the inside.I can't hide if you are already looking into my heart.What is it that you want to see?What is it, do you think you will see?You won...