Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Spontaneous Poem for Joe D

An earnest heart can fall
apart with too much woe.
Friends mend hearts. All
of us need shoulders to
cry on at times. Yours are
broad. You carry so much.
Let us share the weight.


Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Practicing Heartbreak

Years teach one to mend 
one’s chest after each 
deep unrest. Everyone
learns the best seat 

is the corner seat. 
With your back to the wall 
you can stand tall 
after the party ceases. 

I don’t know. My heart 
has creases from excessive 
scar healing. I’m far 
from having a proper perspective. 

A broken bone is stronger 
after becoming unbroken. 
A broken heart is bolder 
if one can be forgiven.