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Pouring Out My Heart

Pouring out my heart, it’s devoid of all blood Perhaps more knotted, resembling of redwood Splinters and shavings, fall away with each thud Can’t escape this logjam, only wish I could Pouring out my heart, but it’s failing to bleed I’m losing my grip, roots won’t let me proceed Failing right now, to try express what I need Asking friends to listen, then pay them no heed Pouring out my heart, packs sawdust in a sack Peep inside the hessian, can only see black Empty now, that’s ok, voids always grow back How come I’m still here, has Jesus cut me slack Pouring out my heart, clots heavily engrained Tied to dilemmas, escaping leaves me drained Worse part of all, my collapse is unexplained For better or worse, gravity’s not sustained Pouring out my heart, there’s nothing’s left to pump Felled to the ground, with the slightest little bump Prostrate and broken, a fragmented tree stump I’m resting come join me, make a chair we’ll slump Pouring out my heart, through a duty of care The fruits of my labor, look across and glare I gaze beyond them, thinking life’s over there Vines grow round my neck, help lift me off the chair

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Terry Flood

Date: 8/28/2023 3:57:00 PM

Such profound writing, David. I so want to make an enlightened or helpful comment but ‘I haven’t been there, I haven’t done that’ and I don’t believe anyone who hasn’t experienced this darkness can truly ‘get it’. I’ve been close to people who have ‘been there’ so I do know that ‘snap out of it’ or ‘think happy’ are worthless asides. So ‘chin up’…. Oops! Seriously David, a great write that will resonate with so many. Terry

David Kavanagh
Date: 8/29/2023 4:54:00 AM

Yeah you’re better off not ever being there in the first place, but once you have been there a lot of life lessons to be learnt, you’ll certainly never take anything for granted again, thanks Terry, I appreciate the comment, chin up and all! Cheers David

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/28/2023 6:03:00 AM

Pulses of heart-perhaps forlorn--speak eloquently to paint the emotions of mind and soul. Your repeating lines brilliantly enhance the effect of your theme--echoing the pain heart feels. Splendidly emotive--perfectly delivered, David.

David Kavanagh
Date: 8/28/2023 6:30:00 AM

Heya Vijay, the theme just kept recurring naturally, so just went with it, (as one does)! a lot of pain and heartache embedded, also somehow cathartic to write, cheers David

I Am Anaya

Date: 8/27/2023 1:46:00 PM

David, I've been going through your poems, we are like minds, although you master the English language..and I don't. It's as if you are writing through me. I couldn't find your Man Would Be God poem you left the link, to no avail. Can yo u please give the date.

David Kavanagh
Date: 9/8/2023 11:59:00 AM

I’m doing fine at the moment Anaya, but I do like to purge out my system, in these type of contests

I Am Anaya
Date: 9/6/2023 5:05:00 PM

I just re-read your poem, I surely hope you are in good health, my dear poet. You have poured your soul out to us and we do listen, maestro. Above I was commenting to poems you have shared, Hope all is well, a Poetry soup friend ~Anaya

I Am Anaya
Date: 9/4/2023 6:15:00 AM

"sweaty woman" I love her writes, she is amazing, I think she may be going through her mid-life crisis---I drank a lot of red wine through my Pre-M. I woke up sweaty often! Thank you for the tip

David Kavanagh
Date: 8/27/2023 2:10:00 PM

Perhaps I write through most people Anaya, I think Dilly is the same she can describe abstractly the cusp of life, like no one else I know, yeah that comment you mention is very odd indeed, my (man who would be god) poem was written on the 18/08/22, oh it’s just me having an abstract look at creation, cheers David

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/27/2023 12:47:00 PM

A wonderful/powerful write. I enjoyed this one. Have a great day/week.............

David Kavanagh
Date: 8/27/2023 1:13:00 PM

Heya Paula, I’m glad you mentioned the word powerful, as indeed there is a potent message here, about the weakness of our human condition, I’m delighted you enjoyed this one, cheers David

Sotto Poet

Date: 8/27/2023 11:12:00 AM

David, your poem is a profound work of art that enchants the heart. Its essence radiates an unmatched profundity, imprinting upon the soul an unforgettable mark. Your words possess an extraordinary power to transport readers to a realm of profound insight and enlightenment. BOL in the contest

David Kavanagh
Date: 8/27/2023 11:48:00 AM

Thank you Lasaad, I suppose when pouring out one’s heart, it’s best just to do it, regardless of the obstacles that surround us, I’m delighted you found insight and enlightenment in this dark poem, because in all honesty it really is to be found everywhere, even in places we don’t want to go, cheers David