Mending your heart

If only I could

 

 

 

 

 

Mending your heart~

 

Know If I could I’d be mending your heart

With the thread of a silken cocoon

Stitched now as one on the eve of the weary

Bound by the light of the moon

Careful to touch with the soft of a feather

Gentle as spider web tears

Keeping you close on the edge of the storm

Shielding your soul from these fears

~

Dew drop beliefs on the lawn they are waiting

Prisms of lighthearted scenes

Dandelion clouds offer sweet pea protection

Butterflies float in between

Watching o’er breezes of painted day whispers

Woven on kite strings of fleece

Playing with echoes, repeating their wisdom

"Fear not for I have found peace"

~

Alas all I have is a poet’s rendition

Spilled now in ink filled with care

Hoping on dreams you will find a connection

Just a few moments to spare

Taking the hand of this forgotten hero

Trusting in him ever true

Open your eyes for a new day is dawning

Written with love just for you

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Ruth]

Such sanctuary your words offer at times Jack because you are not afraid to linger in the painful elements to see the light...your poetry offers wisdom and insight into that...such delicate moments enwrapped with the melancholy can only offer some solace to the reader...beautiful work hon xx

[Jack...]

Poppy, your kindess always encourages me to become the best I can be. Thank you so much for always being there.

[Ruth]

My pleasure honey x

[Pryde Foltz]

Open your eyes for a new day is dawning

Written with love just for you

Absolutely lovely, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Pryde. Always I love hearing your views on my work.

[kublakhan27]

It's such a helpless feeling, knowing that a friend is hurting and there's little that can be done. We can sympathize and console with our words, but ultimately, they can't make the problems go away. Poetry does not get any more comforting than this though my friend. I can just feel the emotion in your words and images. Those who have your friendship are truly blessed.

[Jack...]

Thank you Steve. I appreciate your kindness.

[redflutterby]

Like I say sometimes words are all we have. And hey can provide comfort..shelter from the storm. Your words are sweet...you've stitched a soft feather quilt out of them to warm a sad heart. Just lovely Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend. Hopefully these words will help.

[Rita L. Sev]

A poet's rendition is a shield against the storm... some heart-wounds can never be completely healed, but your poem is a balm to ease the pain, I am sure. Beautiful, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Rita. I always appreciate your kind words.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Alas all I have is a poet's rendition
Spilled now in ink filled with care -- love these lines, Jack.

So delicate are your words...from the heart as lighthouses to guide the lost in from the cold, wicked storm. You have a sweet way when it comes to conjuring beauty with your imagery, and still maintaining a sense of bittersweet angst. Lovely...I've missed reading you.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Sarah. Always my heart smiles when you visit my world. I have missed reading you more. :)

[emmajoy]

'Keeping you close on the edge of the storm ~ Shielding your soul from these fears .. '

This is such a beautiful, heart-trembling poem, Jack. Oh my, gulp, swallow hard, bite lip to hold back tears. Pause. Inhale. Re-read. Those outstretched arms you offer in the final phrase will give wonderful comfort to our mutual friend. And, look, you use the words 'dew drop' - a shared coincidence. Thank YOU for writing.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my sweet Garden Girl. I hope it does offer some comfort...

[Angel]

Oh, this is lovely!
I'm sitting here, weeping...

[Jack...]

Don't cry my friend...smile for me. Thanks so much sweet Angel.