To D.
He is
all heart:
a naked,
walking,
talking
heart now...
After an accident,
after a loss,
his eyes, his mind,
refused to digest
the too crude facts;
sometimes refused
to work;
But not his heart;
it even opens more,
like tulip,
soak with tears:
it grows...
Love the wild surreal imagery of the naked heart walking abroad in all its grief and glory and the image of the tulip is truly beautiful growing stronger still by the tears that it spills. As always your heart reaches out towards another's heart and touches them with the comfort of your words. love Donall Donall
Yeah...that's him alright...down to a tee....but you said it so beautifully.Love the very idea of the naked heart and the crying tulip. Beautiful poem for a beautiful guy. love Dee Dee
tragedy will teaches us the greatness of love.all the best to you onelia.
last two lines are testmony to your compassion...not everyone can think of such imagery...my heartful surrender!
After the accident a new life, all growth blossoming tulips spreading touching our souls. Thank you for this, Avelar
heart - tulip analogy is more than visual - it is a visceral analogy... and so apt. Rgds, Ivan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
immortality of Heart well pictorised...