Details |
E. Addison Hart Poem
Your calm betrayal
forms rivers of crimson tears
that stream down my cheeks.
Your rabid fury
cleaves trails of searing anguish
that blaze through my heart.
It started with me
creating a false idol
in your likeliness.
Perpetuated
by your homily preaching
of a twisted grace.
I shouldn’t have knelt
to worship at your alter
of fallible love.
Copyright © E. Addison Hart | Year Posted 2025
|
Details |
E. Addison Hart Poem
Friction can be tricky
if not applied correctly.
None -
creates a slipping hazard on ice.
A little -
causes a blister on your heel.
Too much -
results in the collapse of a relationship.
But just enough -
will ignite a fire
(outdoors to toast a marshmallow,
or in your soul to propel you forward).
Copyright © E. Addison Hart | Year Posted 2025
|
Details |
E. Addison Hart Poem
Always remember:
Dreams become reality
once action begins.
Copyright © E. Addison Hart | Year Posted 2025
|