The Heaviest Heart

We need to talk about today she said, standing in my doorway.

We need to talk about today

she said, standing in the doorway

Staring straight ahead

and I sat on my chair with the heaviest heart

None of us knew where to start

There was a sunrise like no other I'm told

We stayed inside away from the cold

Coffee and words and wrinkled sheets

Until she sat up with tears on her cheek

and the sun got too hard to uphold

It got cloudy fast as secrets were strewn

and we fought silence and sound all afternoon

Wishes and hopes and broken oaths

All gone so we were barely able to stay afloat

we had lost the sun and waited for the moon

We need to talk about today

I said, standing in the room unsure

Staring straight at her

and she came towards me with the heaviest heart

None of us knew where to start

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

I find your poetry's written in a very new pattern. I haven't read anything in such syllables. Seemed, quite interesting. You capture the whole conversation of yous in a few poetic words very well. . . you certainly speak the heart to the fullest. Liked the flow of imagery you've come up with. Very thoughtful and so realistic you make it with words. Great job.

[Johanna]

What do you mean by new pattern? thank you so much.. loved this review, made me happy, thank you

[Adam Adams]

Most of your writes're written across the "pattern": "abcb", "abab", "aabb", ababa"... and on & on. This anew one's written across "aabcc"/"aabba"/"abccb"/"abbbb".. Urgh.. whatever. So I guess, "I mean by this "new pattern"". Lol

[Johanna]

haha I got it, thank you so much :))

[B. Boileau]

Wishes and hopes and broken oaths. .. a sad but all too often tale. You expressed it clearly with the heaviest heart. Thank you for sharing

[Johanna]

your welcome, thanks for reviewing :)