20 June 2011

Heart Poem

My heart,
a red bird,
strives to fly
between my ribs
as from a cage.

Red bird, she beats
a breeze. Strange balloons 
strain at their moorings
ready to fly
somewhere, out there
into love.
Posted by Marian Webb at 4:50 PM

3 comments:

  1. AnonymousJune 26, 2011 at 1:48 AM

    i am testing.... here!!!!

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  2. AnonymousJune 26, 2011 at 1:50 AM

    ohhhhhh yeahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    they had enabled spam or i did something i don´t know...!!!!!! finally!!!!
    love your words, i learn about life, about language with you,,, i feel it in the gut!
    love you!!

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  3. Marian WebbJune 26, 2011 at 8:31 PM

    I've got two followers!! Love you! And you!!

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