my body is a glasshouse with dimensions seen
but beneath the bricks and mortar
beating with alternate brachycardiac
and tachycardiac dum-de-dum thrump of tattoo
which has played with the push of reveille
and the pull of somewhere over the rainbow
is the part that perhaps challenges most
the inner isle of this herculean heart
it cannot be viewed on google earth
or measured by co-ordinates
and freely flies all nations flags
it changes shape and weight
with fullness felt fit to burst
when invaded by happiness oh happiness
and precariously balances on the mantle shelf
of self when grief that guilless usurper
undoes the lie of the land
laying trip wires like haphazard traction
across limbs and lungs
this isle she speaks in a rush
with the soft hush of a rolling wave
she flows towards the plight of strangers
strewn across continents and feels feels
their need to be fed clothed and held close
here is where the topography changes
and interflora delivers both bouquets
in sweet fragrant thankyou flowers
and the circle of life concluded in the "0"
of woe oh the woe of wreaths
where love is waiting to be given
with the same strength of spine
and bounty of the gladioli
with it's head held high
this heart does not listen to the logic
espoused by the head that holds
quantam physics and theory above all else
it knows that poetry is lived
lived and died with
there is always always enough space
within this heart to hold more love
it cannot be completely full
as a crowded house with no room at the inn
neither can it ever read red
like a fuel gauge on empty
for even when the fuel and fire
of love has gone it will resonate
across the tracks of the heart
All rights reserved © 2007 Yvette Champ
Author notes
Yvette Champ.
A contest entry
- I'll love you in the morning by j-ay rose.
722 points, ended March 25, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Thank you for taking the time to enter my contest and follow the given instructions. Did you mean to have two feels in this line: “strewn across continents and feels feels”? I have nothing useful to say. I really liked your piece; it has a lot of wonderful images.
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love the idea behind this contest...but what you have done with it is excellent!!! love the "body as a glasshouse" that is a great line!
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the geology of the heart has been overmined, leaving the tailings of vacant, worthless claims. especially in poetry. you have, however, struck gold. -r
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I've got no critique for perfection
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"with the soft hush of a rolling wave
she flows towards the plight of strangers"
"there is always always enough space
within this heart to hold more love"
"for even when the fuel and fire
of love has gone it will resonate
across the tracks of the heart"
Yes... I've copied those lines because to me they paint you so very well - that is a painting of your heart, my friend and I applaud you for being this heart of love, always love. And how well you've written the house of your heart! Wonderful details and use of poetic devices here - so much in this poem that I can only echo. Beautiful, heartfelt poetry!!
~ Nicolette
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truly talented! great wirte
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I absolutely love this poem. The imagery is amazing and the details are ravishing. What I would give to write a poem like this about myself. I think you've inspired me...
. Rewarded 4
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poems like this, are the reason I'm trying to get back into writing (missed you darling XD)
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What an amazing and well crafted write! And how true! No matter how wonderful the high or degrading the low, the mighty heart has endless capacity and registers the tiniest blips of our every emotion, and always will until it very last beat... WOW!
. Rewarded 4
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It takes someone who has danced the up and down of love requited and love ground down to sing with intergrity and belief the love that wraps the hear with sweet relief. You catch in depth and breadth of song the feelings and tenor of feelings that drive us along. I am amazed and touched to read such words. I am glad to hear you write with such strength to make sure your words are heard.
Love, tom b.
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This heart
Certainly stands the test of time. seems filled with love and goodness. Something alot of hearts are badly in need of. Mother Teresa would be proud of such a heart. You writing skills are exceptonal
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this is absolutely beautiful
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