Tuesday, December 3, 2013

the heart of december

Note: This month, I am participating in a blog project called Reverb 13. Each day during December, subscribers are emailed a writing prompt.

Today's prompt: What does your heart tell you?

My heart, late autumn:

I confess that I sometimes question,
That I always crave, and often pine;
That I keep looking for that photograph, never taken, of a woman who once was,
or will be, me.
And wonder if, and whether, and if ever.

I get vertigo on the most ordinary peaks
And am sometimes haunted by the Borealis,
Dancing unabashedly in the darkness,
Hinting at a cosmic magic
That exists beyond my grasp.

And sometimes, in a quiet moment,
I feel, with sudden apprehension,
That the story I'm writing has no theme
And is reaching a conclusion
That is out of my hands.

But I think I will love you in spite of
and just the same.


Jen said...

So lovely! Thank you for sharing this with us.

Kat McNally said...

Loving us in spite of all this -- or maybe BECAUSE of all this -- is what our hearts are for. x

Elizabeth Howard said...

Fantastic ... Such a wonderful melancholy. Beautiful work. More like this sister-friend!

tricia said...

Thanks, everyone. I should probably note that this is a poem I wrote two years ago, but happened to be in the process of revising when I saw the prompt for yesterday. Hope that's not "cheating" :).