Tag Archive: heart


Before, there was no time to think

thoughts which were mine alone

Sanity always on the brink

matter rubbing against the bone

Now, my head, in a fog so dense

seems stuck in lowest gear

But I’m driving through the darkness, on a train from whence

toward a shift into the clear

Then, when morning comes, with it’s sparkling dew

like a curious child, I shall start anew

pondering dreams my heart will send

of sunnier days, carried in on the wind

 

 

 

 

 

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Mind sift

blue grip

mood dips

 

Head drift

heart rip

eyes drip

 

Thought shift

outlook tips

spirits lift

 

Forgotten blip

 

 

 

I’ve got a big heart

I think she weighs more than my brain

but, please don’t try to make light of her

Though she may not brim with

logic, she harbors a mind all her own

Remaining steady in rhythm; always

 anchored, in a place of serenity

Her continual beatings teach

of giving, without reservation

nor hesitation; to expand

I’ve only got a big heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Oh, glorious sky of day

coaxing this darkness from where it lay

Open your eyes,”  I hear you say

 Joining sun, you pull these blues away

All is well; my fears allay

 

Oh, velvety sky of night

soak this heart in brilliant starlight

make it sparkle; golden and bright

Unleash the dreams behind these eyes

as past and present become allies

 

 

 

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I am the sum of my parts

I am part of the sum

 enlarged heart

I am a speck of sand

I am as vast as the ocean

two open hands

I am too lost to find

I am in your eyes

small mind

I am all

I am nothing

humble soul

I am you

 

 

 

 

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You say “she’s tough”,  as though

not wearing a certain kind of skin

means you are somehow damaged

But someone, has to feel everything for the ones who don’t

These are the ones with the strongest shoulders

who always carry the heaviest things

and there is absolutely no shame

in displaying a big, tender heart

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Down on calloused knees

pulling weeds from an overgrown heart

many resist, their roots so deep

but “tut tut it looks like rain” will start

If it pours awhile, becoming a contender

perhaps the caked soil will soften

to aid removal of the worst offenders

which trail underneath, so often

Pour down, pour down

ease this relentless toil

wash clean the ground

lessen the inner turmoil

Eyes wet beneath the hat’s dry brim

more clearing left to do

 heart soaked through my skin

 I begin anew