The Heart's My Reality Poem by Francie Lynch

The Heart's My Reality



Spirit.
What is it?
It's too ethereal
For me.
If you see ghosts
Or angelic hosts,
That's your reality.

Soul.
Where is it?
A shoulder
To cry on!
A love
To rely on!
Does it enliven
The breath in me?

Heart.
I've got it,
Too painfully.
It's emphemeral,
I can feel it,
At times I must
Heal it,
It's inside and outside
Of me.

Monday, July 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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