Heart's History
There I rest
A posing posture sit
Empty glass of wine at best
Candle burnt down to the wick
Worn upon my sleeve
Measures of emotions
Loud clamour cleave
Deep as the ocean
Read these lines and scatter rhymes
upon the grounds of summer nights
Bleeding heart that intertwines
Tis history I recite
12 Jan 2008
JoAnn, this is a beautiful way to cleanse the heart to start a new day. Wonderful poem from a wonderful pen. Just keep penning these gems my friend. Top marks and thanks for sharing it. Your friend forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem JoJo, feeling run deep. Melvina