Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Magpie #47

Image courtesy of Magpie Tales

This Heart

This heart beats no more.
Chambers emptied, severed,
From he who used it so well.

This blackened heart pumps no more.
Never again will it fuel the soul,
With hatred, venom, or fear.

Blackened, ugly heart revoked.
Removed, ready to be bagged,
Shelved; to eternally gather dust.

Useless, blackened, ugly heart,
Cast out and replaced by elation;
Beat no more.

K.M. Shear
01/04/11

12 comments:

  1. Excellent. And, I love the music!

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  2. Thanks Mama Zen. I'm trying to get some more done for more variety, but it's slow going with all that's going on here...

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  3. Somehow this poem speaks volumes.
    There is an unquiet mind behind it.

    Hatred?

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  4. ugly heart,
    Cast out and replaced by elation

    Now, that has to be good! Hope wins!

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  5. Into the depths of the darkness of this piece, and out comes a truly beautiful poem. Well done.

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  6. love the wit and humor in it.
    beautiful delivery.

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  7. Wow, wonderful piece. I will think of the chambers of a heart every time I see it now!

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  8. The music certainly adds something, and seeing the carving as a heart is a neat interpretation.

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  9. I see the black element spoke to both of us...

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