Bruce Morse Poems
- Your Heart Will Mend The day we brought you home There was a...
- The Wild Man Blues Beneath this civil surface There’s ...
- Beyond This Door My bags are packed, I’m ready And heading ...
- Cleopatra's Needle Cleopatra’s Needle threads the earth at ...
- The Silent Sky It was a long time ago you left us, You went...
I was born in New York City in 1943. I began writing poetry in the fourth grade and eventually attended the poetry workshop at the University of Iowa. I graduated from New York University. I did a year of graduate school in English Literature before working
in journalism at the New York Times and Bergen Record.
In the mid sixties I learned to play the guitar and started writing songs. ... more »
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Your Heart Will Mend
The day we brought you home
There was a storm.
The sky grew black as night, thunder shook,
Like pages in a ghostly horror book.
You and your mother slept upstairs, safe and warm.
The branches on the tree beat up and down,
Like some mad clumsy bird to leave the ground.
It’s leaves like feathers fluttered in the air,
Or gypsy curses in some long nightmare.
The world has its pain.
The world has its grief.
The dark light inside the rain.
A solitary leaf.
The moment when you feel
Not remembering what you love
Or what it ...