under the bed

I love the image of a heart beating in a sneaker in a box under your bed unable to ignore it any longer, brilliant creation of an image in one’s mind of a heart breaking out of its protected cocoon

My favorite lines:

my dreams of depravity, my
secret stores of unmet desires
and all the bad things I did to you

are surfacing, now, today, here:
with the hatching of my heart.

brilliant…......b

this…is…so powerful blue… each word hit my chest until all my breath was wound up in the ending. i love the imagery… and i love the perspective this piece is written on. congratulations on the writing page feature, you are a gorgeous poet.

congratulations for having this featured !!!

this is a great piece

i like this.. i am not sure why..i guess it doesn’t matter, either..

fabulous piece…love the mood you have ‘hatched’ here :)) Poetry that has light and depth…..a little beauty this one!

great wrutten!!
would you join us in Core? :)

Sublime metaphor,

You’ve written a haunting realisation…..

beautifully done.

Truly brilliant.

Amazing syntax! The hatchings is really visual.

ouch! good work

Regret will getcha everytime! Wonderful, wonderful piece.

i like how you refer to Edgar Allen Poe…..nice…and this is just a wonderful piece…..great

Very cool dude.

very nicely written,

cheers

OMG, LOVE IT … DEFINITE FAV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sad and beautiful.

remorse is a dormant creature and you have woken him in this piece!
I love the hatching of the heart you really created versatility when it comes to relationships and hearbreak
-Kay

Any reference to Poe puts you in my goodbooks. you, sir, are a good read

such a beatifully written image of regret and an aching heart.. i always love your writing

...... and now it’s open. Awesome read!

This is magnificent…haunting. I find myself subconsciously recalling it from time to time.

I love this – can so relate, but mine’s inside an old red converse!

That what I try to describe to youth around me.. When writing, the words must dance to a flow..
Not seemingly desperate and over placed… But fitted to a T or abstract empowerment..
Thats what I see here graceful placement… Have to fav this…

Interesting concepts in there.

Stone Heart
mazHur

sometimes it occurs to me
that I should scrape away
my ever troubling heart
many a time broken
during love’s cruel play,
and get for myself something
not as fragile and tender
as unbaked china or clay;
perhaps a stone will do
and make life easier and safer
against the calamities that
star-crossed lovers’ face
in love’s clime.

i think they’ve said it all
stunning…

with the hatching of my heart…..wow that is such a powerful line…..I forgive you (lol)...I really enjoyed reading this

as a child, i wild wite. many .. books, i still .. mosty, my art work, or my does them for.. me,

well since i can. spaek, in many langues, it is hard to write in english,

the shell fragments are coming loose
look now, there! see it?
porcelain chips of white, flaking

This is my favorite part….makes everything so visually enticing…beautiful work!

my dreams of depravity, my
secret stores of unmet desires
and all the bad things I did to you

wow this one touched a nerve for me….guess we’ve all been here but always feel we’re the only ones…..

Very nice.
a new favorite for me!

my favorite lines were when you compare your situation
to the situation of Edgar Alen Poe.
great job.

Mmm mmm mmmmmmm – What a wonderful treatment – I can definitely relate to this - from both sides :)

Things coming back to haunt us . . . Love it! So well-written. Just fabulous.