Jean Murray Poet Free verse

Unclosed Wounds

He says I seem to have unclosed wounds.
Am I that transparent?
Can people actually see my broken heart
through my chest wall??

Does my broken heart convey it's pain
in mundane conversation.
It's lack of trust so obvious
although I seem so jovial?

My poor wee heart has had enough
of false declarations.
Used, abused, neglected and abandoned.
Another cut catastrophic.

So I carry it with care.
in it's little chest cavity.
Any who venture near it beware.
It is a heart....interrupted.

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Kai Michael Neumann July 6, 2017 at 2:29 AM Congratulations on your win. I especially like the notion of an interrupted heart. Many wishes, Kai

John Hamilton July 5, 2017 at 9:16 AM Really emotional write Jean, congrats on a fine placement in this contest! Jean Murray July 5, 2017 at 10:11 AM Thank you John.

Lewis Raynes July 4, 2017 at 10:00 PM This is such a beautifully sad fragile write Jean, congratulations on your placement in the contest. Jean Murray July 5, 2017 at 1:14 AM I'm thrilled Lewis. Thank you.

Jan Allison July 1, 2017 at 2:16 PM You can't stick a plaster on a heart and hope it will heal Jean the pain can cut to deep but hopefully over time the wounds will heal and you can move on - really moving poem my friend I am sure many can relate to your words:-( hugs jan xx Jean Murray July 4, 2017 at 4:31 PM Just seeing this now Jan. I think I must be healing from the inside out. Granulation...that's the big word. Thank you for your lovely comment.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 1, 2017 at 1:59 PM - A deep wounded heart will never grow completely, Jean :) - I have my scars, sometimes they bleed after 30 years - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Anne-Lise Andresen July 1, 2017 at 2:27 PM :) ... hugs :) Jean Murray July 1, 2017 at 2:15 PM Can we share bandages?

Lim'Rik Flats June 30, 2017 at 8:04 AM A truckload of hugs to suture you there//there where you hurt because of some bear//Renew heartbeat!//Neath smile so sweet//O'er there in the Isle of damp air. Well, anyway...huggerdoodlekins ~ j Oh,btw, that last line is a wow!! Jean Murray June 30, 2017 at 9:23 AM John, that is so sweet. I hugger you too.

Eve Roper June 30, 2017 at 2:00 AM So very sad, Jean. Not realizing we do show our emotions through our actions, but you know that already through this write... well done ~* Jean Murray June 30, 2017 at 11:20 AM Eve,I was so struck by the phrase I went straight to this page.

Connie Marcum Wong June 29, 2017 at 10:16 PM It is a cathartic release to write of the heart's pain Jean. Some deep wounds never heal, but they do fade some with time. A wonderfully composed piece Jean! I can relate. : ) Jean Murray June 30, 2017 at 1:21 AM Morning Connie. Nice to see you. I'm hoping someone will kiss this wound better someday.

Old Man Emu June 28, 2017 at 9:39 PM Well written poem, feel the bite! Did enjoy the read, Kind regards, Craig Jean Murray June 29, 2017 at 5:05 AM I always write best when my wee heart gets involved Craig. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you.

Heidi Sands June 28, 2017 at 5:44 PM You have expressed this well Jean. I bet many can relate to this. well done! Jean Murray June 28, 2017 at 7:21 PM Thank you Heidi.

Daniel Turner June 28, 2017 at 4:48 PM The heart you have shown to me was no poor wee heart:) You have a big beautiful heart, Jean. i do like your poem, though:) Jean Murray June 28, 2017 at 5:00 PM And you have a big heart to be so kind in your compliments Daniel. Thank you.