how blue is your heart
stained glass hearts
tarnished over time
void of even the faintest
hint of crimson on the
brightest of summer days
on occasion lonely hearts
glisten back to life
slowly reaching out on the
clearest of nights at a
bulging moon turning blue
march two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
Note: this poem is linked to Crow’s Open Mic Invitation
Oooh, I love this one!
thank you, Sarah, 😀 so glad you do!
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lovely!
Thank you, Neha.
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Love it!
Thank you, Lola.