I dream of years of acceptance, a tribute to
my heart, nestled in too many rejections
a heart sliping away
in tiny degrees of shame;
i unbutton my flea market cotton dress &
make love to the cool kitchen floor
that begs my heart to stay.
*Me
{Background Song - I Will Answer You, by Sarah Mc.}
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"She dreams of years of acceptance" opens my heart. "Nestled in too many rejections" does too.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first saw "No Comments" in the same font as your poem, I thought you meant you wanted no comments. Maybe you could leave off the word no.
Thank you, Sabra for your comments. And OMgosh, it does look that way! I have to try and change that. Because I love comments.
ReplyDeleteI seems that heart of yours however many times rejected, has never been broken...
ReplyDeleteIt seems the majority of poets today have taken a similar path... This is a very desolate poem, in my opinion, and one that I like very much.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poignant poem!
ReplyDeleteHi StanSki We all are bent into painful shapes - however we must
ReplyDeletemove on to the next love. Ty.
Hi Mariya, I noticed each poem appears to center around the heart. Ty.
ReplyDeleteTy, so much Daphne.
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