A Heavy Heart
A heavy heart sags
in the chest,
not empty,
but full of what is gone,
and what is going away.
My first two,
with their mother,
one hundred miles from here.
My youngest, now leaving
with his mother.
The forest,
that somewhat
healed this aching,
clear cut,
gone.
A heavy heart sags
in the chest,
not empty,
but full of what is,
and what will never be.
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AW
What beauty, condensed into several dozen words, sewn together by a master seamstress.
wInTeR rOsE
Winter Rose
Thanks for the kind critic.......any comment good or bad is much appreciated.
BAE
A heavy heart
Nicely compacted. A good use of language.
Thanks for sharing this piece.
Deborah
a heavy heart
keep your mind on happiness and your hand on the quill ... you have the gift of expression ... take care chow for now... your friend lookingbeyond ...
To looking beyond
Thanks for the comment.....this one is ten years old....it's all good....feel free to critic any of my poems,the feed back..good or bad is welcome.
Thanks,,BAE
HEAVY HEART
Your line, "not empty, but full of what is gone," is absolutely marvelous, the best descriptive measure of emptiness that I have ever read. Ezmerelda