My Heart Rises-Poem

heartbreak, pain, courage

Pain-Kahlil Gibran


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



Hold the heart

before it



into tangled love

and jealousy,



My heart heavy

with momentary



A ripple above

reminds of



My heart floats

feels, waits



Climbs, grabs hold,

touches longing,



this is when

you chose



feel the flutter,

my heart



Hands holding the

Hands holding the

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.


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


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