Monday, August 6, 2012

Pouring Hope On the Shadows of My Broken Heart - Aug. 6, 2012


Pouring Hope On the Shadows of My Broken Heart

Like a bird I breathed in time
from the star of an evening
filled with two shades of laughter.
I wandered with an empty heart,
seeing faces
that frightened all the love
from the last time
those three little words
floated silently
into spaces
where nothing......
is sheltered.

Different images hold my head up
as if saying
all I ever wanted to be
can be found,
if I move my feet
instead of trying to tame all I look upon
and have become acquainted with.
Nothing smiles at the shadows
left by my broken heart
here on the sidewalk of
“Never Again, I Said.”

Should I pour colored hope
over what could have been a breath of time
and watch the light of the evening star
return warmth
to a water-painted canvas of laughter
we both can hear?
Allow my heart to be filled
with two shades of beauty
so those three little words
can float into spaces.......
held dear.

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