Tiny paper cuts
ruffled peony, forest
blooming while we sleep.
When the sky is low
and undecided still
I lift this heart
with its thousand paper cuts,
place it on a weathered sill.
My heart
with its knuckled ridges
and secret ravines
I am feeling glad
about the places
where severed edges meet
and do not close--
With the moonlight pouring through them
my heart becomes
a lantern,
Your words
blow through my hair
nibble at my neck
like pigeons in winter.
This poem was inspired by prompts: One Single Impression "exhibition, Sunday Scribblings "surrender", Carry on Tuesday "After all, tomorrow is another day" and Haiku Heights, "heal".
8 comments:
Hi Gabrielle ~~ This tells me to 'let your little light shine' whenever you can.
I think that for me it would be hard to incorporate more than one prompt into a poem like you did here. Good job!
Being focused on the meaning or an application of that one prompt all the while during my composition helps me to stay on my theme.
Its been a while since I've visited your blog. Was it alway for OSI?
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Lovely poem, I want to hit the like button but I can't find it! It has so much wonderful imagery!
wonderful images...so beautiful Gabrielle....love this!!
ABSOLUTELY gorgeous words and imagery! I totally got lost in those poems!
pigeons can be consumed!
Love the soft beauty of this poem.
a beautiful poem -
Beautiful. You have me dreaming.
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