Here's a little poem I wrote a while ago. I'm not sure if I've finished it yet as poetry is something that seems to evolve. I've called it The Vacated Heart but now that I look at it again it could just as easily be called Capitalism - a health warning! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.
The Vacated Heart
A lonely wind
meandered
through the hollow chambers
of the now
vacated heart.
Fleshy forms that once pulsed
with heat and passion
have petrified
into stony silence
and a body lies broken,
washed up,
on the unforgiving
shore of life.
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Hi Aideen,
I read this poem first as one filled with the metaphorical language suited to the description/depiction of a broken heart.
On a second reading it has a more realist and tragic tone/interpretation to it, particularly in the last three lines.
As regards Capitalism, I can see the poem's possible interpretation, for some, of the consequences of Capitalism, although I would not have thought of it myself in this way.
Interesting and thought-provoking.
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Thanks Joseph