Blackheart!

What is this that grips the heart
every once in a so-called blue moon
… blue moon?

Life you know
… life cannot be measured
by word alone
nor monetary gain
… only actions

Reinforce the unconscious

… blackheart!

Words
… words spoken in faithlessness
are no more
than mere words

Actions
… now actions would soothe the beast
from solitary confinement
free the kiss
upon my lips
from blackheart
stop
the sting
of this infernal
desire
… desire to quench
some unknown thirst

The question
of why
I feel this way
cannot be answered
… only questioned
the
‘Catch 22’
of my life

As
drama unfolds
the face of sorrow
and joker
dance across
my stage

Which one will
dearheart choose?



© 2002/Charlotte G Mair