HeartA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Commentary on the constant conflict of heart and mindHeart!... Why do you bend me To your will? I have a mind of my own you know! Why do you so often send me To places…I wish Not to go? To fall in love almost instantly With fulsome lasses And wee puppies the same To become enormously enamored Of Flowers, and their scents… Of rainbows and soft Springtime rain Tis not that I find your actions unkind In fact and in truth I enjoy them ...In the main… But Heart… if you don’t let me use it I could possibly lose it And sure, I’m kinda attached …To my brain... 19 lines © 2018 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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Added on December 24, 2018 Last Updated on December 25, 2018 AuthorDavid O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more.. |

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