broken

broken

A Poem by Ed Hart
"

vedio

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broken


words are not things

like rocks and ships

that mean hard

or we sail at dawn

goodbye doesn't end

with saying

as though thought

could set the tides


we grow roots

into each other


where wither that

when dreams awake

alone across the rolling days


fine edged speech

does not mend the ache

within a clumsy heart

that dies by just that much


© 2017 Ed Hart



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We grow roots into each other.......gorgeous words.

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Ed Hart
Ed Hart

Olympia, WA



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