bjucks
bjucks
Mar 14, 2020

Renewal

I now know the pain I’ve slowly spread.
Please... Don’t hurt me now, or evermore.
Desperate to feel, intentions of love held true.
Who knew that hearts hang on by a thread.
Crumbled pieces found a way to restore.
Despite your poison turning one’s heart blue.
I broke past the smog and darkness, certain.
Despite all we put each other through.
To reach a place with a sliver of peace.
Where I could learn to fly instead of fall.
Letting go, the liberation of all I knew.
The willow and thorns no longer scaled.
As time prevailed, your shadow flew.
Shimmers of gold began to dance with spring
A heart once fractured, began to sing.
A bluebird emerged, reminding me of my voice.
Whistling “Love is tender, always. Despair mustn’t decide our choice.”

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

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About the Author

Region, Country: British Columbia, Canada

Favorite Poets: William Butler Yeats

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