Were Not Some Part of Her


there was once a hole in her heart where no love would grow,
a void not desolate, no,
it was an urban uproar,
expectations as tall and as
sharp as city skyscrapers,
all angles and edges,
streets littered with elbows
and crowded corners,
she a pedestrian on an
endless, one-way route
of regret,
her yearning a suffocating
smog, a desperate redness
swelling in her tired chest,
droplets of shameful acid rain
eroding roads,
rationalizations the pits and falls on the map to nowhere

were not some part of her
made of steel and concrete,
her soul would have suffocated,
her lungs would have exploded against the weight

were not some part of her
a cartographer, bravely charting the void, the child inside would never have ventured forth
to find nourishment

were not some part of her
a gardner, feeding the green
amongst the steel and concrete,
her heart would not now
know such sustenance

were not some part of her
an architect, unafraid to draft and erase, hope would have died long, long ago, and her heart would not now be whole

-image is my own, reworking of a recent poem (a favorite) for the daily post

12 thoughts on “Were Not Some Part of Her

  1. I love this piece so much! This year has been so hard for me personally… I’ve often said that if I didn’t believe I had Something on the inside holding me up, I would’ve crumbled beneath the weight of it all. Beautiful piece. Your words created imagery all it’s own. Love the image too.

    • I’m so happy it resonated with you! I definitely understand that feeling, it’s exactly what I was referring to when I wrote it. There’s a certain amount of comfort in knowing that part inside exists, the one who will hold me up when the rest of me no longer feels like it can. I doubt it’s existence and wonder if it will tire and fizzle away one day. Struggle is exhausting, and my emotions are so huge! But it’s part of life, I suppose.

      I’m sorry it’s been such a difficult year, Marie. I’m happy you see that strength that lies within. Love to you. And thank you for your kind words!

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