Heavy, Part II

by Poet on the Piano   Jan 18, 2019


In one day,
seasons spin
and I can't slip
into dreams without
wondering if I'll become
a shadow of the past,
if this ice will push me
off the road...
if I'll give up and into
snowbanks of
despair.

I don't know what I'm
mourning, the warmth
or feeling grounded -
will I ever belong?
will I be planted

then blossom?

eventually,
eventually

something will
move me.

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  • 10 months ago

    by Daniel

    A simple but evocative word as your title. I like the introspectiveness of your poetry; it’s healthy to ask questions. Your inquisitive nature serves your poetry well, even though you may or may not be finding your answers. Well written as ever :)

  • 10 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    The heaviness of disconnection is brilliantly portrayed here and is something felt by many at some time in their lives. Milly x

  • 10 months ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    A feeling of disconnection from the world is, I am sure, a theme many of us can relate to. Why are so many 'heavy' thinkers this way inclined? Is it our past, or just the lenses we view the world through?

    I like the extending metaphor which aptly describes the theme. I like too that you leave the reader feeling hope for this condition. We all need hope and there is always potential with an image of a blossom.

    Take care. x

  • 10 months ago

    by BOB GALLO

    The word is heaviness . You combined the corporeal heaviness and spiritual one so skilfully with flipping of concept but not the word. The theme is intact all over

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