Carol Mitra Poet Free verse

Weary In Love

She looked at her love lines
On her open palms
And ran her hand over her heart
The lines passed through her eye
And added a small stitch
To hold her heart together
But in that fateful moment
The stitch dropped and quickly unravelled
Loosening ties to her beating heart
The pieces crumbled into soft, dust
That slowly settled into her weary bones
She studied her soft features 
with furrowed eyebrows, catching 
Every detail in the palm of her hands
The palm lines darker now
Connected to her heart in bands!

24.11.2021
Sponsor Constance La France
Contest Name: W

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Paula Goldsmith November 30, 2021 at 8:45 AM Congratulations on your lovely write/win. I enjoyed it. Have a blessed day with your win...............

Constance La France November 29, 2021 at 2:06 PM Carol, congratulations on your Second Place in my "W" New Poems Contest. Your poem is wonderful ~ love and serenity _Constance Carol Mitra December 7, 2021 at 1:59 AM Thanks you so much Constance, so sorry to respond late as I have been busy shifting....much love stay well :)

Brian Sambourne November 26, 2021 at 8:51 PM A moving, expressive poem Carol. The metaphorical impact of lines from hands to heart is inspired poetry indeed. Congratulations on such a fine, poignant write. Best wishes, Brian Carol Mitra December 7, 2021 at 1:57 AM Thank you Brian.....so sorry to respond late as I was busy shifting house....I am so glad you liked it :)