two crows
are pecking for seeds
as the snow
melts away our fears
dreams we
swallow
making them
shine inside of us
let our
voices find the strength
for those
who lost the sun
our
hallways are built narrow
yet they
fail to keep us close
will the
bridges stand strong
under the
enraged river of our white lies?
we bruise
each other
and admire
our scar tissue
babies
sleep in their coffins
while the
chosen wish for a different fate
what makes
you want to
burst the bubble
of your home?
'cause
there you are the truest
you will
ever be
except when
the tragedy strikes
and among
all the monitor beeps
of hearts in
distress
you will
observe only one
because
you'll know this life is final
then you'll
appreciate the branches of a human heart
the
vastness of it, spreading
through
these hearts of ours
Well written and insightful.
ReplyDelete"we bruise each other
ReplyDeleteand admire our scar tissue
babies sleep in their coffins".
Very strong poem...Well done
Very powerful. Nice write.
ReplyDeletelove the imagery here: very powerful. The idea of branching, roots, streams, connections. Great write!
ReplyDeleteSoftly we rant, well done!
ReplyDeleteVery powerful imagination
ReplyDeleteI especially love "let our voices find the strength
ReplyDeletefor those who lost the sun" and
"then you'll appreciate the branches of a human heart
the vastness of it, spreading
through these hearts of ours"
Great write!
Yes, the branches of the human heart can spread near and far! Beautiful writing.
ReplyDeletelet our voices find the strength
ReplyDeletefor those who lost the sun...i like the compassion in that...
this life is final...and short...we should live it while we have the opportunity...
indeed, this life is final, we should remind ourselves every day, and find beauty in it.
DeleteI really enjoyed this line:
ReplyDeletewill the bridges stand strong
under the enraged river of our white lies?
Thanks!
I specially like the appreciation and reflection in the ending lines ~
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you ~
will the bridges stand strong
ReplyDeleteunder the enraged river of our white lies?
This is a very strong piece and this line hit me particularly.
Love the images expressed in this poem and especially "dreams we swallow making them shine inside of us...." Beautiful!
ReplyDeletei'm glad you like that line, i was unsure if readers will appreciate it as i've hoped they would.
Deletethe light of compassion and hope shines through in this poem. :)
ReplyDeletea powerful piece of work.