When love once was
but now it's not
Embers withdrawn
what's cold, once hot
*
The hurt dissolves
unties the knot
The hearts recalls
the head forgot
*
Mysteries unsolved
questions remain
remnants of love
whispers a name
*
No place to land
no place is safe
once hand in hand
close, face to face
*
Now enemies
no ill will, intent
Friendship, maybe
that ship was sent
*
Will love survive
the heart won't tell
Dead or alive
It's just as well
*
What's past is past
Should let it go
memories outlast
the will to grow
*
Moving on, the hardest part
mourning what's left behind
Unlucky he, who tames the heart
No telling what you might find
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Dear Mother Nature: We are in awe * Fingers black and branched like trees wicked comes upon the breeze Brings a grown man to his knees with vapored breath for mercy, please * She rides the clouds and rules the air her power, none - you can compare Behind her lays despair and want her face forevermore will haunt * Forecasters try to track her wrath
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
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Kelli - Thank you. I feel very personally engaged in this poem. Deeply felt. Now time to read again. Pauline 🌸
after my own heart Kelli!!!❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
This made me think of every relationship I’ve had that fell apart. thank you for sharing this beautiful piece
Wow. Every single stanza has such beauty, truth, and depth to it. Such a lovely flow...telling such a story. I'll never know how you create so many masterpieces one after the other like this, but you've done it again! 😍😍 You are so talented!
I'm not going to try to top Randy's comment. So I'll say "ditto" to his comment and add that I love the ebb and flow of experience and emotions. I hope this becomes a Top Story.
I'm guessing they're lucky at cards? Anneliese said it better than I ever could down below. The short, lilting cadence, lost in waves of sometimes conflicting thoughts & emotions, confusion, making the head spin in a sickly, sorrowful way. Not quite sure what comes next. "Unlucky he, who tames the heart No telling what you might find." You sweep us up & along, Kelli, into the world of a broken heart.
Beautifully written in this short-lined rhyming format, giving it a cadence that feels almost conversational, confessional. Really beautiful - Anneliese❤️
Wow 😉nice piece ✨💖