Winter of the heart

 

In this winter of my heart,

the snow falls slowly over

the barely thumping vessel.

It starts, then stops again,

palpitations of pain

instead of heartbeats

of hope.

 

Frigid icicles

dangle from

frozen rainbows,

as the snow globe shakes up

a blizzard. The heart raises

just a beat, 

but enough

to add a little heat

to thaw 

the strands of ice

that run deep

through its core.

 

In this frozen world of love,

a flicker, 

as the heart grows bigger.

Renourished, it emerges

with renewed vigour.

No longer shackled

to ice chain cell.

No longer living in

snow covered shell.

 

The heart pounds, loud

enough to shatter the ice.

To sound a vibration

that cracks the glassy sheen

that cloaks the nation.

The walls of hurt start to collapse.

The sound of cracking

shattering strands

heard all over 

the thawing reborn lands.

 

 

 

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