Open Poetry #31 |
How Deep? |
Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
How Deep? How deep is this well called heart? The waters that flow within are cool and refreshing. At times the silver and gold beneath your feet are nothing more than slivers of silt and burnt clay. You throw away the sand saying it is of no value. You pick up pebbles and crush them in your hands. You throw your voice into the well screaming. “I am not important leave me be.” How deep is this well called heart? The waters that flow within becoming clouded with the polluted aggressions of today. The pearls thrown your way crushed beneath feet of steel and modern ways of thinking. Where have the cool refreshing waters gone? The waters no longer quenching your thirst leaving you parched and not knowing why. The once ever present warmth now sending chills down into your weary, skeptical mind. Words asking, questions always present. How deep is this well called heart? Love Bon-Bon |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very interesting write Bonnie J. Seems the emotion is very deeply felt: “How deep is the well called heart.” Very nice poetry. JL |
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