At the heart of everything
There is a love
At the heart of pain
There is a voice
At the heart of suffering
There are two eyes
And two hands
Bloody and tortured that
Hold themselves out to yours
Saying
"It's okay. It's okay."
It's the heart of things that
Give a peace
It's at the heart of things
That hope is found
Those dark immortal eyes
Those blood-soaked hands
And that voice
"Its okay, love, my child dear
Its all okay."
A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Thursday, 14 August 2014
Heart of things
Tuesday, 5 August 2014
He
Strong heart
Never letting go
Devining rod
The one in the know
Eyes of fire
Heart for the brave
Coming home
People to save
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