The State of Her Heart

is slightly used,
a little bruised
around the edges.

It’s been caged,
enraged
by storm and
same and sigh
-lence.

It’s known violence
and violins, violet
sunsets and vibrant
rain.

It’s been with
-held,
treated like
crap,
sold for scrap,
left on its
own,

wholly known
and freely for
-given.

 

 

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5 Responses to The State of Her Heart

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    sigh.
    I do love the way you play with words.

  2. Marie Elena says:

    Ditto Kir Piccini. Oh how I wish my brain did this.

  3. imab00kworm says:

    At the same time sad and peaceful, this was beautiful in a melancholic way

  4. It’s that last part that we always need to remember. I love the vio stanza!

  5. cobalt girl says:

    I’m crazy over this:
    “It’s known violence
    and violins, violet
    sunsets and vibrant
    rain.”

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