Winter of the Heart
Bruised and beaten
on the ground
could have moved on
stopped
picked up your heart
lonesome flower
arms moved
by compassion
cradling it
with ocean winds
of the Spirit
thinking
would be all mine
dancing for a while
in walled sunlight
two hearts
synchronized
in amorous delight
feasting on glances
of unending desires
whispering to veins
happiness
then like a bud
opening in secret
beating of wings
in silence of night
departing
jolt to love dream
ecstasy
in stupor yawning
magpie needed to fly
it’s winter now
only for one heart
arms outstretched
waiting for gratitude
to cross bridge
at the return of violets
in spring.
Fifth Place Winner: Brian Strand-Contest 1292-3/7/24
First Place Winner: Brian Strand-All Yours-2/9/21
Sixth Place: Faraz Ajmal-Abandon II -7/25/18
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2018
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