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'Other' type form Sextain & Where Less Is More

The Chasmed Heart

Soul is weary
Heavy heart's dreary
Breastbone crushing resuscitation 
Pressing rhythms flatline
A moldering past
Alas—a day to die for

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Paula Goldsmith

October 3, 2025 at 11:59 AM

I enjoyed reading. Few words with much said. Your wonderful "The Chasmed Heart" write is powerful. Great Picture... "Good Luck" if for a contest. Have a Blessed day/weekend writing away..........

I Am Anaya

October 3, 2025 at 12:25 PM

It began as a less said. Blessings & have a nice day!

CayCay Godwin

October 2, 2025 at 10:37 PM

captivating darkness is upon us, shed and splayed by your pen ... it seems to end with a snickering delight ... dreary I now depart to resume life with a beating heart

I Am Anaya

October 3, 2025 at 12:24 PM

Not too snappy i hope. Your's a beating heart of big hearts, be well poetess. Dread'll pass & take it's ugly course , wishing you healthy everafters :)

Duke Beaufort

October 1, 2025 at 3:48 AM

Anaya, this does capture the feeling of depression and more than just one bad day. That's something many of us can relate to. Your poem creates the sense of real hopelessness in the reader that reflects just how awful this feeling is. I read this and feel very lucky to be able to find happiness that seems to last and tide over anything unfortunate that happens. It's amazing that when we like ourselves, we can overcome so much and continue to shine and smile! Hope you are well and not afflicted by this deep whole in the heart very often or at all!!!

I Am Anaya

October 1, 2025 at 8:19 AM

I read somewhere.."All the promises under the Sun could never buy time, and all that glistens on a wrist in a heartbeat succombs." We suffer silently while coping, through poetry it can be loudly heard. All that glistens ain't gold. I'm fine, it's just poetry dear friend. Wishing you a joyful day!

Yann Rolland

September 30, 2025 at 5:16 PM

sad feelings never win, i guess, there are ups and downs, send you some light superb poem

I Am Anaya

September 30, 2025 at 9:30 PM

It really is dear poet, the downs win at times. I appreciate your precious light!

Anne-Lise Andresen

September 28, 2025 at 9:44 AM

- Powerful and meaningful in a few words, Anaya - GL in the contest :) - hugs

I Am Anaya

September 29, 2025 at 9:02 PM

Ty ! xXHugs

Paige Hind

September 27, 2025 at 5:36 PM

Wow, I am so floored by this, Anaya. A fav- have a good night!! :)

I Am Anaya

September 30, 2025 at 9:26 PM

I make my poems more interesting when they don't make the list...my own title added. TY, I appreciate your feedback for sure! :p

Paige Hind

September 29, 2025 at 3:49 PM

Wow, I noticed you did some editing on this. It's a beautiful piece,

I Am Anaya

September 27, 2025 at 8:50 PM

Emily Dickinson wrote as a minimalist which is what the contest called for. Coping of late--happy with results. Appreciate the fav!

Robert Gorelick

September 27, 2025 at 3:05 PM

Heartrending and clever--from experience we all have our own individual ways of coping. A sad truth, an indelible part of the human condition. Fave. Good luck, Robert

I Am Anaya

September 28, 2025 at 7:28 AM

TyVm Robert. We do what we can and hope for the best. I appreciate the fave! :)