heart
Madness Deepens
Today was a day when rain poured against shattered hearts
Breaking pieces like a drumroll, sinking droplets upon surrender
Thickening air against chest conpressions, loss of breath
Gasping for relief from this winding road, where footprints are lost
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Gathering the strength to be strong for the battle
Yet tears flood palms, black stained cheeks of sorrow
Screams fill the mind of weakened prosperity
This load to carry, being pulled down by gravity
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Now that the storm has passed, I look up
As night pushes up the day, I will take you by the hand
I will hold with all I have, here where we stand
I will not let you die, and be left there
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Where God knows where…..
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If I could, I would, wish it be me
To take it all away, to take this pain
Give it to my body – oh Lord – hear my plea
I will sacrifice myself for her to be free….
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Burden of shifting cells, ripping away the soul
Making the thoughts become uncertain
Shaken, taken, and left out to dry
Just don’t close the curtain
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Red velvet strands, dripping from incision
Tubes of filtered forgiveness, clotting memories
The great depression, lies upon whispering winds
The storm is here, pouring out clouds of confusion
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There will come a time,
When the storm brings it’s rainbow
Across your heart,
Bringing sunshine, from above
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On my knees, without a word from silent lips
But a loud scream, against my soul
Tears falling upon the floor, puddling
Then I saw you, there, a shining light
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Sigh no more, mother, cry not a tear
For God is there to make your dreams better than hopes
He has his arms around you, tightly
Sigh no more, mother, he will help you cope…
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© 2013
Rich Ferguson Quote…
“One must have steady hands and thoughts when performing an autopsy on a memory. Carefully fingerprint it, check its dental work, take photos and a blood sample to determine if the memory is close to the heart. If so, consider holding on to it, otherwise gently let it go. But be careful: one slip of the mind, one slip of the knife and it all becomes delusion, revisionist history.”
Happy Juicy Valentine’s Day!
poetic pause…
“If you haven’t had at least a slight poetic crack in the heart,
you have been cheated by nature.”
William Shakespeare
Fruit For Thought…
“The most unproductive, empty,
fruitless fellow in the world is the man with a barren heart”
Fruity Snap by
Mitch Hicks
U.K. © 2011
Fruit For Thought…
“Come Home” by Slings&Arrows
Come home to me my love
stop this storm I’m sailing
let me gently dab the wounds
you’re wearing
and offer you sips of caring
for the secrets you are bearing
keep our love safe
for future wearing
© 2011