Poem -

wishbones

When I am dead

they will find bones
With holes in
no heart 

In the sack

Organs
That have melted
no wishbone 

In my back

A brain 
too short on electric
two eyes 

That could not see

A point
In all life's beauty
Which dies

With certainty.

M ~

 

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Nine Eleven

When you die, I will see you 
Every moment of your kind heart. 

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Shirley Harrison

I'd say they would find a body of a great woman who loved hard, and was indeed left with a gaping hole in that heart. 🌹 

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Bernadete van d...

If they’re not blind they’ll see the energy of great love
irradiating from those very bones.  
B 

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N.J. Tomcatx

A powerful, dark, well-structured write. And I hope you're around for many more years. Take care.

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