My Heart

My heart will never
stare with vacant eyes
rocking in a chair
draped in winter memories.
Love will have it
dancing in the street,
eyes twinkling,
dressed in a summer smile.


©Susie Clevenger 2010
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Comments

vivinfrance said…
Your heart is young and sprightly!
Nice thoughts.
February 13, 2012 at 1:58 AM
Lolamouse said…
Those vacant eyes scare me the most! Who wants that? This is lovely!
February 13, 2012 at 6:24 AM
Marian said…
why does the prospect of "winter memories" lie so heavy in her lap? love that phrase.
February 13, 2012 at 8:23 AM
Kerry O'Connor said…
A feeling as passionate as love should be 'out there'.
February 13, 2012 at 10:03 AM
Mrs.Trellis said…
Vacant eyes? Rocking chair? What is Caddoc doing on your blog? This sounds just like him...
February 13, 2012 at 10:03 AM
Robert Gibson: PWES Editor said…
This poem made me smile! Awesome! Simply awesome :)
February 13, 2012 at 11:09 AM
Herotomost said…
Dancing is the key I think physically, metally or symbolically, great way to stay young and interested in the world around you. Nice work.
February 13, 2012 at 1:09 PM
Mary said…
Beautiful love poem!
February 13, 2012 at 1:15 PM
Kay L. Davies said…
So well done, but so sad. When my father's dementia got bad, my mother's heart broke, and I often think that's what killed her, not the cancer, not the heart attack, not the pneumonia. If dad had been "with it" (and therefore with her) she'd have fought those and won.
K
February 13, 2012 at 5:01 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
"dancing in the street....dressed in a summer smile". So lovely.
February 13, 2012 at 9:12 PM
Margaret said…
I know couples who dance in the streets ... We used to be part of a swing dance group and couples married for 50 years were out dancing us! And yes, some were dancing in their seats... but they weren't living winter memories. :)
February 15, 2012 at 8:09 PM
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