My Guided Heart

When all things pass away

We are left with memories

Thoughts that trigger other thoughts

The hand that so often

Still feels warm in mine

Continues to touch me

And unbearable pain ensues...

Gripping angst swallows me whole

The time that was ripe for picking

Has been swept away by howling winds

There was such strength in that tempest

Emotion driven strength that billowed

Above all else to gain muscle power

With all tears erased and all hatred burned

I move to a level of acceptance

Where I feel the peaceful touch thought lost

It is my heart that guides my pen

Fills the page with blood...shed for love

Not my unsteady hand nor unthinking mind

For as long as this heart fears loss

I shall feel alive within its teaching...

Protected by the fire reserved for the living

As I Bathe in a solitary reservoir of naked flames...

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

a solitary reservoir of naked flames. A powerful line. So nice to see a poem from you in my plethora of RR's even if it is an old one. It takes me back to when I was first here. You were one of the first to befriend me. So glad we are still in touch and you are still writing with such consistent hope and lift to your work

[Helen Woodward]

Thanks Tams, I hope you are still writing. I am still in a kind of slump, hopefully I will come out of that sooner than later. Would really like to write something new. Xox

[Echoes of Eros]

Here is awakened a world of love and life; memories to bring spring to the winter soul. Even in the pain, there is beauty. xo

[Helen Woodward]

You have figured out my ramblings, many thanks for your insight:)

[Emily B]

it was lovely to read you again

[Helen Woodward]

Thank you Emily, great to see you here.

[rferdouse1]

A VERY WELL CONSTRUCTED POEM...THE LAST PART WAS DEEPLY THOUGHTFUL.THUMBS UP

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful artwork and words.
"It is my heart that guides my pen
Fills the page with blood...shed for love"
The above lines could stand alone. I like the gentle flow and thoughts. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry for love and memory.
Coyote

[Helen Woodward]

Thank you, it has been a long time since I have been able to write, I so appreciate your feedback and your constant friendship xx

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. Always a pleasure to read your words.