Resurrect My Vacant Heart
A feral creature snarls from the dark Cavern of my vacant heart Teeth bared in madness Spitting words on a barren road Crimson petals land in arid dust A fleeting sense of terror Claws digging into my back My wings unfold with a snap Diaphanous and perforated Inefficacious dreams scattered My chest cracks open Like a creaking door in hell Bats escape into the night An unearthly growl erupts Reverberating through my being Vacant of meaningful emotion Tremors shake my perished heart Drums beating an ancient rhythm Calling my soul to resurrection Awakening my forgotten spirit
Perfect for spooky season ! Evokes some dark feelings. Well done. Love, Virg
Wow, Rea, so poignant and the images of "Teeth bared in madness/Spitting words on a barren road," as well as other magnificent images are truly powerful and take the reader down this horrid path. But then this poem turns optimistic, reminding us that despite going through hell, there is hope.