My Guided Heart

My Guided Heart

A Poem by Helen Woodward


When all things pass away

We are left with memories

Thoughts that trigger other thoughts

The hand that so often

Still feels warm in mine

Continues to touch me

And unbearable pain ensues...

Gripping angst swallows me whole


The time that was ripe for picking

Has been swept away by howling winds

There was such strength in that tempest

Emotion driven strength that billowed

Above all else to gain muscle power

With all tears erased and all hatred burned

I move to a level of acceptance

Where I feel the peaceful touch thought lost


It is my heart that guides my pen

Fills the page with blood...shed for love

Not my unsteady hand nor unthinking mind

For as long as this heart fears loss

I shall feel alive within its teaching...

Protected by the fire reserved for the living

As I Bathe in a solitary reservoir of naked flames...





© 2014 Helen Woodward


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a solitary reservoir of naked flames. A powerful line. So nice to see a poem from you in my plethora of RR's even if it is an old one. It takes me back to when I was first here. You were one of the first to befriend me. So glad we are still in touch and you are still writing with such consistent hope and lift to your work

Posted 8 Years Ago


Helen Woodward

8 Years Ago

Thanks Tams, I hope you are still writing. I am still in a kind of slump, hopefully I will come out .. read more
Here is awakened a world of love and life; memories to bring spring to the winter soul. Even in the pain, there is beauty. xo

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helen Woodward

9 Years Ago

You have figured out my ramblings, many thanks for your insight:)
it was lovely to read you again

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helen Woodward

9 Years Ago

Thank you Emily, great to see you here.
A VERY WELL CONSTRUCTED POEM...THE LAST PART WAS DEEPLY THOUGHTFUL.THUMBS UP

Posted 9 Years Ago


Beautiful artwork and words.
"It is my heart that guides my pen
Fills the page with blood...shed for love"
The above lines could stand alone. I like the gentle flow and thoughts. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry for love and memory.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


Helen Woodward

9 Years Ago

Thank you, it has been a long time since I have been able to write, I so appreciate your feedback an.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

You are welcome. Always a pleasure to read your words.

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Helen Woodward
Helen Woodward

Australia



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At times simply living is hard work. People around you are non-responsive and you feel like throwing in the towel. I have read and reviewed many on-line writers who have felt this way.. more..

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