Heart Strokes 

  

This piece was directly inspired after reading “not here to impress” by photographer and poet Jay. Please give him a looksee :)) 

~Heart Strokes~ 

“I wear my heart on my sleeve”

…someone once said

And millions have echoed

Me though…

I wear my heart right here

Wounds at the tips of my fingers 

Nails painted 

In a flesh toned manicure

Of grief and loss and love and dreams

The sleeve is too far up it seems

Easily camouflaged 

Like my shoes on the street 

Ripping the shirt into pieces of its birth 

With hands to open a throat of words 

…I breathe and sit and swallow it down 

My heart is what makes my fingertips pound

Click click clack

From my vintage typewriter to this new age device 

I keep my heart in my hands 

Bleeding…as I write 

  

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53 thoughts on “Heart Strokes 

  1. ❤ My dear friend. I am so honored to have been the inspiration to this magnificent bleeding you offer as prove it must come from a heart to be felt.
    And I am feeling this deep in my heart, as it slowly creeps into my soul.
    "Of grief and loss and love and dreams" Perfect echoes released from a beautiful soul.
    Thank you so very much, SG. Much love to you :))

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    1. Oh the delight and honor is mine! I was overwhelmed with inspiration that it flooded through my hands- I am very grateful to you for that gift. Doesn’t happen too often. Thank you for your words to me here Jay-im humbled you are moved by this piece. Thank you for being an honest soul.

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  2. “And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt”. ~Sylvia Plath

    and you my dear SG, are an amazing writer/poetess and everything you create is sewn with passion.
    always a fan of yours…

    hugzxxx

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  3. Reading this empties my mind of everything except the struggle to find the words to express how deep this cuts to the core of why I attempt to write. It speaks to the frenzy in my mind when I reluctantly let the words go to live their own life out there in the WordPress universe alone. I am, sometimes, broken and bloody from the attempt. Reading this reminds me it is a common affliction for those that dare to try and in the trying captivate another soul. Thank you for sharing your grief, loss, love, and dreams. they inspire my own.

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      1. Thank you, Souldiergirl. It is enough to know that you and others share that common struggle to put to words what the heart and soul feels. Your poem and the quotes capture the cost of making that connection with the reader when heart and soul sits down to write.

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  4. Love this as always. Those two quotes really spoke to me. I am learning that I need to feel every emotion out there and not run away from them and writing has helped me come to that realization. I need to remember that it is okay to be split open and bleed.

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    1. That’s so beautiful. I have ran so much- from every feeling, happy and sad. Even in the corner of sorrow or in moments of light- writing really has been a gift from up on high to get it all out. Just me and my pen. I am so glad you are here. So honored to be apart of the journey ❤️
      Yes- it is so ok. And if you ever feel like you can’t just come read and start there :))

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