Rhapsody of My Heart
dear heart
life
not
always
bluebirds &
butterflies
at times
slate
grey
&
bruised
skies
never
let
heart
grow
cold
or
dreams
grow
old
or
bitterness
consume
bloom
dear heart
bloom
let
change
wash you
open heart
&
open mind
cleanse
of past
a
firefly
carrying
brunt
of
daylight
spinning
in
sacrosanct
realm
weaves
dreams
hibernate
hiding
from
ache
of waking
soon
send
slumbering
sweet
symphony
vibrating
with
colors
&
tenderly
heaping
with
empathy
sighs
&
whispers
may muses
rise
in
love
&
poetry
Written: February 06, 2023
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Sponsored by: Brian Strand
NOTE::THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
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