The window of my heart
opaque panes with paint flaked frame
lead lined, cold vitrified
hanging part unhinged
rust tainted
from the sea air
and winds of despair
yet
come close and marvel
the crack’d clefts twist light
into rainbow prism trajectory
while
shards set in shifted sand
nestle my scarred feet
but
fear not the shattered glass
for you shall wear boots
and everytime you pass
tread pellucid slivers to dust
We are who we are, the culmination of all our experiences, pleasant and painful; and, if I love who am at the moment, I made a beautiful tapestry from my life. Thank you for your words and the reflection they brought about within me. Ray
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So beautifully expressed Ray. Made for pondering …. many thanks!
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Beautifully written piece. Enjoyed the read.
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You are always so kind Renee! Thanks 😊
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Wow. Love your description of the window of your heart.
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And I so like hearing from you Rosaliene! Sending you wonderful weekend wishes 🙂
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Same to you, Diana 🙂
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I absolutely love the diction and imagery in this one
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How delightful to see you here – smiling big 🙂
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Keep inspiring me!! Lol
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My words are mere grains of sand compared to your divine handfuls 😊
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It has everything I seek in Art. My emotion is fired by the beauty of the prose, then my imagination joins with intellect and unravels the layers of meaning and soul baring. A pleasure to read. Thank you Diana
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NIgel, I’m feeling quite overcome by your kind words. Thank you so much 🙂
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What a lovely invitation to visit your heart ❤ Poetic and raw, yet so welcoming. I love the scene you painted there, very vivid. Your thoughtfulness is transpiring through your words, describing your sorrow yet filtering it, neutralising it, so it doesn't cause unnecessary wounds to whomever ventures by.
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