Patchwork Heart

I have a patchwork heart
Dip it in rosewater so I can feel again
Or maybe stitch my sullen imagination
with the thread of a happier life
The great expanse of pure white
that counts as a modern Hell
is now what colours this stupid world
And yes, I have a patchwork heart
Fraying at the edges,
Torn, no thanks to me
and I'll set it alight so maybe
I'll find the paper boats skipping across
the pitiful lake that was born from my childhood
I have a patchwork heart
and nothing else

Reviews

[Michelle N. H.]

I think we all have a patchwork heart, wounds to sew together, scars to tend. They assist in making us who we are as every experience does. We can either live alongside our hurts or allow them to wither our life away.. This is an exquisite write, Elliott. I appreciate these words. You made me reflect.

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I like the whole thought of a "Patchwork Heart" that you did in this poem. I also really like this part:
"Or maybe stitch my sullen imagination
with the thread of a happier life"

[Sami Khalil]

You have weaved some wonderful words and imagery in this splendid poem...:)............

[Quill~]

Amazing! I love the beauty of the "fraying".

You have written a fantastic piece! :)

[SyberRose]

Enjoyed and loved the title too...nicely penned...Rose:)

[Avoiry]

"Or maybe stitch my sullen imagination
with the thread of a happier life"
This hit home with me. At times we only have whats left to give and nothing more..the rest was broken along the way.