Stick by rigid stick
A wall built around my heart
ImpenetrableTrue love’s red, hot heat
Passionate, tempestuous
Ignited a blazeA bonfire lit
Funeral pyre piled high
With old hurts and painRaising from the ash
A new heart tempered by flame
Indestructible
I love this one!!
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Lovely poem!
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I like that it came out indestructable! That’s a great word.
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Tara – this sang to me. I saw those sticks and the fire, and a tiny sorry heart within it all. X
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Such strong imagery, Tara!
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I love the image of building the fence stick by stick and how fast it burns down. The image of the phoenix at the end is perfect.
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Really pretty write, Tara!
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I like the connection between “impenetrable” and “indestructible.” Strong piece. Thanks for sharing. =)
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I like this, Tara. There are a lot of hearts with fences around them. The good news is that those walls can be torn down.
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