The blood from my brain screams certain death
but as it passes through my heart
with all it's valves and ventricles,
the message is transformed.
"Take the leap"
my pulse urges.
For the heart knows
what the brain does not.
HE WILL CATCH YOU
The heart travels on the spider silk of hope
that the heavy footfalls of logic
would reliably tear apart.
As My veins fill with these
unburdened vessels of trust.
My brain surrenders
whispering,
"I hope he's strong enough"
I don't really like the title and would like suggestions
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Hey, LCJ. Good poem - that undecided feeling of whether or not to jump on to that "spider silk of hope" (fine phrase there) or hold back. I sense the poet trying to convince herself to jump, because, she hopes out loud, "HE WILL CATCH YOU..." and "I hope he's strong enough" to do that. The indeciveness of someone caught up in possible and real love. Nice.
"The heart travels on the spider silk of hope / that the heavy footfalls of logic / would reliably tear apart." - that's a gem of a little poem all by itself. And it images the honest ambiguity of the poet in a very candid poem. Nice work.
Lad
I wonder if "Leap of Feelings" might work as a title? And, do you want "surrenders" in the 3rd last line, or maybe you intended "surrends"? If you did, it's a neat play on words and has the feel of "bends". Up to you. -
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Thank you for the fine praise your right I did mean surrenders. Leap of feelings has a much better ring to it thats for sure. Thanks again for your time and praise.
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