There is a corner of my heart that is frayed and tattered. The top right, I think. Scarred from the moments of bold courage, heading out into the world to empty my secrets and love to all. Snipped by the scissors of silence and doubt. My heart is a sea anemone, flinching back into the cover of darkness.
What ajoy, a brave joy to read. It felt like apple blossom falling from a bough in a spring breeze, not knowing their fate by falling anyway.
Thank you.
Nicola thank you 🙏 for your beautiful poem
My pleasure. Thank you for reading.