Saturday, January 30, 2021

Here in My Grieving Heart

 

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 145
My amazing and talented poet friend Chrissa is hosting this week!
Come join us!

"...a final comfort that is small, but not cold: The heart is the only broken instrument that works."
~ T. E. Kalem

You tried to weather the cold with no jacket

that was a dangerous thing to do my dear

there are worse things

 than fevers and frost bit toes

it can be a precarious place here

shifting winds

colder than Colorado

snow falls and stays longer than a cast-iron skillet in an old kitchen

the grievances of a thousand hurts

lay beneath the snow’s crest

it does not take much to conjure them up

the ghosts of what could have been can walk fields

longer than any continent

yet you walk here in this knee deep snow

expecting winter to walk out

like a dad who has had an affair

you think the warmth of your arms will

one day thaw what is frozen

bring the climate change needed

to heal and grow the underbrush

to break what should be truly broken

yes you were the light in the distance

the one that came through the break in the trees

but sometimes the one reaching out to help

gets pulled into the great abyss

you tried to weather the cold with no jacket

that was a dangerous thing to do my dear.


Note:

~For the record this is not about me.

It is people I have known

Hearts I have tried to love

Places I have walked away from

and my heart could not forget~.




Saturday, January 9, 2021

Spitting Out the Bad Apples!


 Linking today with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 142


Some men change their party for the sake of their principles; others their principles for the sake of their party.

 ~Winston Churchill

 

 I am hungry for a greater truth

Something more than chewed up lies

Real becomes a fairytale when what is seen is a disguise

It seems that what was up is now down

And that righteousness is some form of hate

If that’s your wealth of knowledge to impart

Then I will keep my empty plate!