Sharp, But Softened Heart

Too often, we are forgotten for our unique traits and the rush of the masses can seem intimidating and unwelcoming. But instead of adopting their "sharpness," why not spread our "soft" qualities? ;)

My hair is brown,

It’s breezy riding.

It blows with the sweep,

Of oxen hands guiding.

 

Front stoop standing,

Caressing the grooves,

And turn, wild-eyed,

To the sound of hooves.

 

A stampede of iron-clad workers

8 Billion queens and nowhere a bee.

The sidewalk twitches under their weight

Sideways it tilts and I’m thrown to the sea.

 

My wings were clipped from lack of use,

I test them, the end of the guise.

When the smiles returned I told myself,

I’d venture as far as the skies.

 

But I gaze outright and bared are stingers,

Comparing size of glinting blade.

Likened to a once-feared storm,

The clouding over lightning rays.

 

My place was not reserved,

My merit compromised.

But look: the yellow of my eyes,

The scars upon my sides.

 

Don’t pretend you don’t recall,

The bite that I once had.

And don’t condone a return to life,

As easy as all that.

 

Don’t look at me, just let me in,

This shady race, light blind.

And let me break the mass of clouds,

You all but hid behind.

 

I’ll retain every part I’ve gained until now.

And wiser, share my art.

So hold your daggers in, but proud.

Sharp, but softened heart.

 

Reviews

[GreenSkeleton16]

i really love this poem but i hate how this line doesn't rhyme when all the others do. "Don’t pretend you don’t recall,
The bite that I once had.
And don’t condone a return to life,
As easy as all that."

[Nicky Wilson]

Loved it ! 'Sharp but softened heart" amazing tittle and it had me gripping at every word so well done great poem :)!!!

[Yo Diggity]

I admire the way you manage to show yourself as being vulnerable and strong at the same time. Also, I haven't read all of your work, but competition seems to be a reoccurring theme. I've not much read such thoughts from the female perspective and I find it refreshing. My favorite stanza is the last. It reminds me of a line from a Tragically Hip song, (though a bit more blunt haha) "I remember every single f*****g thing I know". Keep up the good work lady.