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Friday, December 16, 2011

A Poet's Heart

I was cursed with a poet’s heart,
A blessing in disguise.
I dissect life to its smallest part.
I was cursed with a poet’s heart.
I taste the sweet but crave the tart,
Trading smiles for tears and sighs.
I was cursed with a poet’s heart,
A blessing in disguise.

11 comments:

Mary said...

Oh,I know exactly what you mean!! Hmmmmm...

Kim Nelson said...

Cursed...
Love the way you used this notion to create a small, sweet piece.
I could never, however, consider it a curse. I consider it a blessing full and outright, a path to well-being. Do you really feel cursed, or was this a great device?

Laurie Kolp said...

Mary- It's a blessing!

Kerry O'Connor said...

'I taste the sweet but crave the tart,' definite proof of a poet's heart.

turtlememoir said...

You capture a poet's heart well here, and in great form too.

Susie Clevenger said...

Oh my I can relate..you have expressed my poet's heart so well.

Margaret said...

this is lovely and so true! Melodramatic is always better than "Happily Ever After". :)

awakenedwords said...

My nemesis, the triolet. Well done in form and subject.

Heaven said...

I hear you....it tortures me too ~

Kay L. Davies said...

Wonderful, perfect little poem, expressing what we all feel and sometimes even know.

Dave King said...

This is all blessing - no sign of a curse.