We've all experienced this


Broken Hearts Acrostic

Beating without rhythm
Rapid then slow
Opened to punishing
Knives of life's woe
Embers of love dying
No hope lingers near
Heavy regret sighing
Every memory brings a tear
All of love's beauty
Runs like paint in the rain
Turning love's colors into
Sorrow and pain



Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2010-02-20 at 15:56

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Damon
This is beautiful Phyllis. I surely did love it!
2010-04-01


Kathy Lockhart
Now for the correct comment for this amazing poem. It has such a lovely flow and your ability to write these acrostics is brilliant.
2010-02-25


Kathy Lockhart
oops. I put this comment on the wrong poem. It's 2:11 am. I'm tired and my brain has fallen asleep. Only my fingers are awake. I shall post the comment below on the correct poem so that it makes sense. Geeeez what's a girl to do when her body is battling itself.
2010-02-25


Kathy Lockhart
Amen! so true and so beautifully written. When the prodigal son returns, he is given all the Love which has been with him since his birth and will remain for all eternity.
2010-02-25


Phyllis J. Rhodes
I took Eli's advise and removed the word "wet". It reads much better now.
2010-02-22


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this!

And for the purpose of flow, one suggestion would be to remove the word, "wet". I'm sure that the intention or meaning would not be lost if this was so.

Thanks for sharing - I also like the offset rhyme, whether it was intentional or not.
2010-02-21