My heart is a diamond matchstick box full of lightning flowers bright-blossom incendiary petals strike out and I burst into bloom. My heart is a moonpearl nautilus, endless chambered spiral circle, ancient siren song embedded in ever-widening circles cradled to your ear it whispers a low tide of hush-now lullaby. My heart is a feathered faraway bird a phoenix rising fierce and free Burn me. Blaze me. Bury me in the ashes and I rise a wounded healer, a trail of glory, my tears the balm that soothes, the medicine that mends, the song that calls us home. My heart is a Rose of Sharon, opening, opening a broken glass mosaic, a fractured emerald bursting into hummingbird wing, a shattered door becoming a ruin a portal a promise. My heart is a pair of striped stockings a cold sassy tree, sarsaparilla sipped through a long straw a cotton candy carousel, a Xanadu, a Wonderland, a magic carpet ride from Amen to Abracadabra. My heart is marzipan and cinammon a butter-brickle serenade Zanzibar honeycomb dripping poems like paintings like parasols like parades of painted ladies wearing sunshine in their skin. My heart is a pair of snake-skin boots hot pink spike-heeled boots Victorian lover silver-button boots, worn-out, faded-in leather boots, thigh-high, make-you-beg-for-it boots, black vinyl say-it-like-you-mean-it boots, steel-tipped-stompin-round-the-block boots My heart is a pair of these-boots-were-made-for-walking boots and theyre gonna walk all over these sawdust blues. Or dance. Maybe the tango. © Angi Sullins - share if inspired to do so! And write your own. This was a 10 minute writing prompt given to me by the amazing Susan Wooldridge. Begin your poem with my heart is... and then write it over and over again, with whatever comes to mind. First thought, best thought. No editing. Just flow with whatever jumps out of your pen to say hello ;)
Posted on: Sat, 05 Apr 2014 19:27:49 +0000
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