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Read Poems by M. Teresa Blaylock

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Saint Blackheart

Saint Blackheart walks the Autumn streets and smiles with diamond eyes;
   She's well-aware of what you think, but listens to your lies.
Confess your deepest fantasies or never look her way --
   She's free with random kindness, though she won't have much to say.

Saint Blackheart seeks the shadows for the secrets they impart.
   Her life's a patchwork puzzle made with jagged shards of art --
Impressionistic paintings on a canvas dipped in red;
   She dances like a demon for the angels in her head.

Saint Blackheart loves the twilight and the elemental rain;
   She'll stand and watch you suffer, yet she senses all your pain.
A soft, Franciscan echo making up a primal scream
   Can hurtle from her crimson lips and dart from dream to dream.

Saint Blackheart lives in solitude among the ancient trees --
   You'll find her there within the mist, but never on her knees.
Her hands will offer nothing which is not her own to give;
   And though you wish to die in peace, she may just let you live.

Saint Blackheart will not weep with you or wipe away your tears,
   Yet she may catch their crystal hue and treasure it for years.
She'll lay a little flower on a long-forgotten grave --
   A tribute to the tortured soul she never tried to save.

Copyright © M. Teresa Blaylock | Year Posted 2007

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  1. Date: 4/1/2016 11:43:00 PM

    M. Teresa Blaylock, awesome poem. LINDA
  1. Date: 8/11/2015 5:45:00 PM

    M. Teresa Blaylock,,, this is a good read, thanks for sharing..... **SKAT**
  1. Date: 9/13/2014 6:32:00 AM

    Truly an audacious work of art. And in time for the Autumn poetry contest. How do we enter it? Jim Horn
  1. Date: 7/8/2011 11:51:00 AM

    I enjoyed reading your amazing poetry today M. Teresa. I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with good health, love, laughter, and loads of inspiration. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 6/23/2010 11:20:00 AM

    This is still one of my favorite poems written by you Teresa. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 8/6/2009 10:14:00 AM

    I am reading my favorite poems today and just wanted to let you know this is still a favorite to me M. Teresa. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 7/15/2009 6:18:00 AM

    Teresa, where are you and your wonderful poetry? Miss you here at the Soup. Love, Carol

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