Heather Marie Mortimer
Heather Marie Mortimer Poems
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Lay low, my heart, for just awhile
And rest in sorrow's healing grip
For bitter pain brings bitter smile
To reanimate my frozen lip
And I will cry my tears of brilliant jewel
And hold each one dear, in my dear breast
To stoke the flames of winters' fuel
In which my cold heart may find some rest
What a poet would not do for art!
When Hell and Heaven shine just as bright
For broken or burning, it is still a heart
Which reflects the beauty behind my sight
It is not love, nor lust, nor loathe, I feel
It is that burning pain, which a wound can ...
After The End
Each beat of my heart screams love and loathing
Tho know it I, this is Heartbreak's clothing.
Be calm, my Heart! T'is unbearable, this pain
Each contraction echoes what I have lost to gain.
Do not be empty, my Heart! You hold all my all
Was it Fate that caused my fate to fall?
T'was my thoughts which broke my heart in pieces
And these thoughts possess no thought that eases.