Patchwork HeartA Poem by Richard M
My heart is made as patchwork with thoughts and feelings sewn, of ones that I have loved and hearts I wish I’d known. They’re stitched in different colours, of different moods and times, but still for all my searching, that one to just call mine.
But woven into fabric is loss and sadness too, sorrows too much to bear, with silence, just something I must do! Each piece has a meaning, feelings that I hold, their softness to sink into in future years as I grow old.
Threadbare throughout my heart are some strands worn soul deep, ‘colours’ most beautiful, but years so long hurts too strong, just too sad to speak. Those strands most precious and tender to my ‘touch’, but each represent a memory, a love so very much.
My heart is made as patchwork with different pieces sewn, of love, feelings, emotions that time has just outgrown. Each one’s a colour comforting that slowly fades in hue, old and worn with time till it disappears from view.
But mine is a different stitch they just don’t understand, they cannot know the love I have to sew in every strand. I’ve never found a fabric to match my very own, but all those stitches are part of me, the story of my love sewn. It shrouds me in its covers, memories warming glow, just a thought, a memory that only I will ever know.
There are some pieces vibrant set in different weave, family and friends, a love divine no one can conceive, pieces of special meaning and sacred to my heart, that never lose their colour, of me, they’ll forever be a part. © 2019 Richard MFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorRichard MCowra , New South Wales , AustraliaAboutHi, I'm Richard. It says I'm new, but have been here for some time. I live in country NSW, Australia. I was born with a severe handicap, but have always lived in 'mainstream' society; family, scho.. more..Writing
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