embers

embers

A Poem by Ed Hart
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embers




it would be nice


not to be bent


like this tree


carrying the curve of the hill




the wind does it


or someone in childhood


who plants fear in our roots




it would be nice


to disappear


into a woman's heart




dancing can do it


until we call for more wine


to fuel our crowded feet




no sense wanting


what wasn't made or graced


it's just i can't help noticing


this old world growing older





© 2017 Ed Hart



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' it would be nice - to disappear - into a woman's heart '... such beautiful words.

Methinks you've disappeared into a great many hearts, Sir Hart..

Posted 1 Year Ago


And the world lives on and on while we tarry along with it and get by the best we can; rather nice to dance and enjoy the wine as one braces for the gales of life.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Those bent trees that influence out moments, a womans heart and a mans can come together in this way as well.

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is fantastic.....a great addition to a collection of prose that should be gathered for a book. ...it would be nice to disappear into a woman's heart...wow that is dripping with truth. Until we call for more wine to fuel our crowded feet....I am lost in that lines beauty...simple words full of painted layers. A grand write.

Posted 1 Year Ago


the river carries us ever forward, but listening to its waters, we can perhaps have a few moments in the waves

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Ed Hart
Ed Hart

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