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Friday, January 29, 2010

my rocky heart...

sometimes
hearts are broken
into little pieces
and
even when you put them back together
they never fit perfectly
because
the edges are rough
and
there are gaps
and
the softness that was once there
is hard
~~
but
it survives
~~
but
the rhythm is off
and
it's frail to the touch
~~
and
the love it once held
is
questioned and tested
but
it keeps beating
~~
and
all you can do
is hope and pray
that
with enough love
and
understanding
the pieces of the broken heart
stay close enough together
to become one
again
*





13 comments:

  1. beautifully said and captured

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  2. Really lovely the photo and the poem.

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  3. so beautifully done - beautiful words and shot.

    very creative

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  4. I think mended things hold more beauty than the shiney bright new things...it shows someone cares enough to put things back together...

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  5. I agree with Oliag, just beautiful poem and great photo.

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  6. the edge doesn't care, because the rocky heart will be one again,and, certainly, I'll be sweet.
    Great poem!
    "Que seja doce"

    kisses.

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  7. Oh, wow. Creative photo and so well written! Fantastic, Beth!

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  8. This is really an exceptional post -- I'm bookmarking it so I can find it anytime. WONDERFUL!

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  9. Beth how lovely the shot and the poem

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  10. The strongest seams are the the ones that have been repaired. May your seams be stronger than ever.

    I love your patchwork rock heart.

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  11. Your thoughts rock. I can so identify. Love the way to illustrated your meaning so well.

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