A work of the heart
from the teeth of critics flossed
a fragile fetus of art
in the sewer of humanity tossed
abandoned neglected an aborted start
not detected in a vast sea of verse lost
consigned to oblivion since its placental depart
its memory rejected a forgotten child its cost
Words stolen from the ink of a discarded feather
resurrected from the predilected worms of rot
a cannibalistic existence to weather
decaying old poems, new life begot
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: September 17th, 2023 05:03
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Bella Shepard, L. B. Mek
Comments5
Your title describes this poetry perfectly ❤️
Thank you Teddy your review is most appreciated
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Thank you so much for your review and kind words.
This poem is truly a work of the heart. The words are never lost, they beat on and new life rises often from the ashes left behind. Beautiful!
Thanks so much Bella I appreciate your review and comment it means a lot.
some do Art
some live Art
some, utilise Art
we must use our Art, to release
our hurt
to rejoice our victories
to ink our life's most debilitating
catastrophes
I am so sorry for the pain
that inspired these words, treasured friend
'stay' strong!
Thank you friend for the read and well wishes. It is not so much the pain itself but the pain of being unheard, forgotten and discarded that hurts. Art never seen, or lost is such a shame. Thanks so much again L.B. for the encouragement.
It can be so often that writes from the heart are discarded or dismissed by others, but that can only be due to their lack of understanding and greater need to feel. This poem, however, is so descriptive and detailed that it can be appreciated by all who've suffered the loss of a heart written poem. Nicely penned!
Your words of understanding are deep, welcome and comforting. I humbly thank you for your review and kind words
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