My Rough Imperfect Heart

Here sits a wood and leather box
inside which lies a treasure.
I keep it there, for it’s not often needed.
I’ve given up this trinket to a few.
Each time it’s returned
the edges are more pitted,
enamelled surface chipped in places
vibrant, previous, with color.
Its once-perfected form sports chinks
never intended by nature.
And this imperfect heart,
markèd by long living,
roughened by hard loving,
is the blemished jewel I hold here
in the hollow of my hand
and offer now to your safekeeping.

© 2012 RC deWinter

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  • Shulie1
    Shulie1over 2 years ago

    Hope he takes good care of it – mine is pretty bent out of shape too. Lovely work, Gina

  • He won’t have it…hugs

    – RC deWinter

  • Shulie1
    Shulie1over 2 years ago

    Isn’t it sad that we are so untrusting these days. Just found a radio station that only plays 1950’s music and I think that is how we go brainwashed into believing that all we had to do was get married and life would be perfect! Whoever wrote those songs should be made to marry the idiot I was married to!!!

  • Or my second husband! LOL!

    – RC deWinter

  • JRGarland
    JRGarlandover 2 years ago


  • So glad it speaks to you, thank you.

    – RC deWinter

  • mushroomhead
    mushroomheadover 2 years ago

    very beautiful, nice work :]

  • So glad you like it, thank you.

    – RC deWinter

  • RosaCobos
    RosaCobosabout 2 years ago

    Oh..I would never give it wholly…my heart….unless the soul will vibrate in y own pounding..just in case you know. But this metaphor is beautiful, that jewell. the older…the most precious. May be..who know that receiving hand will re-enamel it..and re-vitalize it as an eternal living.

  • ’Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished, thank you.

    – RC deWinter

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