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Love Poem
Sometimes you never truly know
the hearts of those
to whom you give your heart.
Sometimes you think
they’ve given theirs to you,
but look to find in lieu
a clockwork toy.
When wound it prattles on
and gives a show
of doing what a human heart
must do to glow
in unison with yours.
But knock it accidentally
and little screws fall out,
until the motions come to be exposed
as twisted by an artist’s hand,
to mimic while remaining closed.
the hearts of those
to whom you give your heart.
Sometimes you think
they’ve given theirs to you,
but look to find in lieu
a clockwork toy.
When wound it prattles on
and gives a show
of doing what a human heart
must do to glow
in unison with yours.
But knock it accidentally
and little screws fall out,
until the motions come to be exposed
as twisted by an artist’s hand,
to mimic while remaining closed.
Published 20th Dec 2020
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20th Dec 2020 2:40pm
Dear S,
Your poem has hit a particular nail square on the head. I’ve been on this road many times with plenty of little screws as testimony to a false heart I thought was true. What a fantastic metaphor for this situation. Gentle but laser accurate. H🌷
Your poem has hit a particular nail square on the head. I’ve been on this road many times with plenty of little screws as testimony to a false heart I thought was true. What a fantastic metaphor for this situation. Gentle but laser accurate. H🌷
20th Dec 2020 4:08pm
20th Dec 2020 7:29pm
Never give your heart, Jack; only your Love. Your heart is your treasure to preserve. xo
20th Dec 2020 9:20pm
That's a fair bit of advice! I hadn't considered the difference before.
20th Dec 2020 9:22pm
hauntingly hitting in all the artistry you twist.. to bring out the brokenness.. the ultimate stanza is pure magical in bringing out the meaning.. the state of affairs of an artist melding in the verses in expression, whilst all the brokenness & closure.. this is wrenching deep in a pain pull.. in the feltness. had glanced this a day or couple before when off line, when unbelievably was writing a poem esp. on heart & its spacetime conditionalities. made me think of poetic micromacrocosmic syncs we are all webbed in as One.. will post that scribble sooner. of course we both are totally different writers i hope & am not all that accessible (as per you & many;) lol. juz me . Write On Shine On Jack.. On my Lists .. for the very typical profoundity I find in all your poems.. Thanks for the share , Light & Love Ev :)
21st Dec 2020 3:37pm
12th Jan 2021 8:10pm
Tender and Vulnerable 👍🏻 I think most of us have all been there, more than once ...
Zazzles 🌹
Zazzles 🌹
12th Jan 2021 8:32pm
