Let’s call this a poem

When I was “adjusting” some scenes in the romantic thriller, one of the comments a beta made was for me to add a rekindling scene. While I contemplated what, and how, to add the extra scene, my muse spat this one out. Since I have no room for it in the story, I decided to share it here.

Hope you enjoy!

 

A Poem

This was tagged as “living on the edge” a shack atop a cliff. Not sure if it’s relevant to the post but it sounded nice.

Down on one knee

with nothing to offer

but a beating heart

and a broken soul

and moments in time

with no guarantees

to happiness or sadness.

Those soft hands

that took the tribute

Served as a cage

with cruel spikes

that poked and prodded

the tissues of the heart

because those fingers

found it lacking

and threw the heart away

leaving behind

a pulpy mess

jagged with scars.

And years went by

and a kind face

offered smiles

and moonlight walks

and soothed the hurt

and proffered to make

the two a one

by trying to heel

the pain and the misery

of a broken soul

who preferred this time

to play it safe

and refused to go

across the street

or near the edge

where it had once been

on one knee

with a pulpy heart

and a broken soul

once filled with love

now filled with regret

of an imagined life

that will never be

because that heart

had never been

whole to begin with.

 

64 Replies to “Let’s call this a poem”

      1. Good to hear. Sometimes standing back from writing really helps. I have seen it compared to mountain climbing – we can only see a short distance ahead when climbing, but sometimes it’s useful to assess the whole mountain.

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    1. Nah, I was on my bike, considering the feedback about rekindling and how the mc should be feeling after all he went through – yes, the poem was a male pov – when I thought about this. I paused the bike and typed down the last few lines, then went back and wrote the beginning.
      Thanks for dropping by Denise, I’ll be emailing soon.

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  1. So simple and so beautiful! I was hoping at heart though that he would give in a second time, and many more times over. There is after all a fatalist in every romantic heart.

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  2. Heyy!! Your posts are awesome!! The choice of words and the formation of sentences is just soooo beautiful and keeps the reader interested from beginning to end!! I’m fairly new here (I’ve just been blogging for a month now) and it would be really nice if you could check out my site and let me know some feedback (or follow it if you like it 😂) so that I can make it better!! Your experience can help me make my site better! https://whatareuuptoduringthelockdown.wordpress.com/
    Thank you sooo much 😊

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  3. A lovely way to write about emotions. By the way, the quote comes from Marcus Tullius Cicero – A room without books is like a body without a soul.
    Thanks for your kind comment about The Thames post.

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