Edited by Aideen Devine, Thursday, 29 Mar 2018, 18:56
Back to the vacated heart! I have struggled with this one but think I might be on the right track now, so here it is, finished, almost finished, I think! Although, I'm not entirely happy with 'tremble' but I will probably come back to it in the future. But in the meantime...
More poetry
Back to the vacated heart! I have struggled with this one but think I might be on the right track now, so here it is, finished, almost finished, I think! Although, I'm not entirely happy with 'tremble' but I will probably come back to it in the future. But in the meantime...
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 will lies broken,
washed up,
on the unforgiving shore of life.
Moon-dark shadows haunt
the silent caverns
cast like lonely waves
that ebb and crash
over rocks.
Relentlessly counting
through the darkness -
to the returning light
that cracks
the concrete bleakness
and loosens Medusa's hold.