The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

1.
Sometimes, a poem catches
The mood and flies
Heartwards, there to lodge a while.
The verse then snatches
At half-forgotten joys;
A remembrance of your smile.

Suddenly, your long absence pains.
Then you and rhymes
Share space, snug in that beating place.
While to the mind remains
An image formed from
Two: the poem and your face.

2.
The Poetry Filter

Push prose through a heart
That’s bleeding, and the words
are stained: they change their
Effect, if not their meaning.
They formerly spoke to reason;
Now to emotion they are leaning.
The words thus heart-filtered,
The wound they help to seal.
Heart jolts heart again to start;
Renewed; fresh joys to feel.

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"Never look down on a man unless you're helping him up." Jessie Jackson

Funnily enough I just wrote '..poetry helps..' in a thread, and there we are...far more beautifully put!

Thanks Redvilst x

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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts...

Thank you evenaive. As the writer, you never quite know how it will be for the reader, so it's good to hear. Thanks again.

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"Never look down on a man unless you're helping him up." Jessie Jackson