{I’ve also planted a tiny poem in my left aortic valve.}

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
– E.E. Cummings

..

I am holding on
…..to things we might want later;
should you wonder where it all went,
should you wish for wandered stars.

See, the light shines through
…..the scars. These cloak and dagger
clouds might find us changed,
quiet rain and rearranged storms.

Some things aren’t meant to be known,
…..but we have grown them deep,
from seed. Pleaded with the sky
to keep them safe, to hold them fast.

Shhhhhh. Slow your steady beat.
…..The ocean’s got a lullaby, a murmured
song, a phrase or two for silence. A strong
iambic undertow. And I am waiting.

 

..
Prompted by Poetic Asides April Poem a Day Challenge, day 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2 Responses to {I’ve also planted a tiny poem in my left aortic valve.}

  1. erbiage says:

    Fantastic!

    Sent from my iPhone

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  2. barbcrary says:

    The ocean’s “strong iambic undertow” is such a wonderful — I started to say “image,” but that’s not right — there’s a power to it that really resonates at a feeling level. Nice.

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