My Heart Rises-Poem

heartbreak, pain, courage

Pain-Kahlil Gibran alvaradofrazier.com

 

It’s been many days since I’ve wanted to work on my manuscripts. Or do much.

One of the side effects of this lull is using the bits and pieces that tumble out of the heart.

Examine them for meaning. Are they true, fears, or lies?

Sometimes the words are like puzzle pieces to keep in your journal for another time.

Sometimes they are emotions, ready to be strung together into a garland of words that resonates with someone.

This time, the feelings are a poem. I’m trying to capture the sunrise.

 

My Heart Rises

My heart sinks

takes me

down.

 

Hold the heart

before it

drops

 

into tangled love

and jealousy,

pain

 

My heart heavy

with momentary

confusion.

 

A ripple above

reminds of

hope.

 

My heart floats

feels, waits

quietly.

 

Climbs, grabs hold,

touches longing,

remembers

 

this is when

you chose

you

 

feel the flutter,

my heart

rises

 

Hands holding the sunrise-gettyimages.com

Hands holding the sunrise-gettyimages.com



Categories: Healing, Hope, Love, poetry, Self Care, Strength, Stress

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7 replies

  1. We all have the times you write of. Glad you choose you and that your heart rises. Be well.

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  2. The poem rocks…i also dig the phrase, “Garland of words…” smooth and lyrical…

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