Quiet heart

 
   She had a quiet heart 

      and the desperation of

circumstance to match.

She was an English rose

   in a quiet prison of thorns.

She had this,

      She had that.

      Enough rope afforded to her

   as to hang herself 

      on wishes 

   never would come real.

Could feel through the frozen 

   garden she shut out

      to acquire new warmth 

from an outside world.