Today, I’m participating in the above contest/bloghop for WEP (aka Write…Edit…Publish).
Black Heart
Real love I’m undeserving of
as torment and abuse
are all I’m able to offer
Such a sweet angelic soul
he was
I allowed fear and envy
to rule
Now standing at his final
resting place
pain, regret, tears fill my core
Darkness now my only
companion
life ever fleeting
death
can’t come soon enough
for this black-hearted bitch
The picture at the top is such a perfect companion to this! Creeped me out right out of the gate. Loved the poem.
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I loved the pic as well 🙂 Thank you so much for stopping by!
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I agree that photo is the perfect backdrop/introduction for your poem. Which I loved, but the truly black heart would have no regrets. So there’s hope for me, I mean, her, yet! 🙂
Love it!
Thanks for participating in the WEP Halloween Challenge, love poetry and especially during Halloween. So much said in so few words! Great impact!
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Thanks, Yolanda! I’ve been following WEP’s blog for several months now and decided it was time to get involved. 🙂
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We are thrilled that you did! The prompts always surprise and inspire, they’ve helped my writing tremendously! Please join us for the next one – The End is The Beginning!
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Painful and poignant.
And I am wondering whether the black hearted bitch is looking into a real mirror, or one that ones have held for her…
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I think it may be a little of both. Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem 🙂
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Love, who understands
Named by millions
Missed used by more
No two the same
Yet we seek it
Long for it
Even kill
In hopes to find it
If by chance we do
We’ll toss it aside
Lost in some concept
Never finding the truth
My hat is off to you for is not hate and love the same.
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Great to find a poetry entry! Well crafted with an economy of words, sparse, creepy and enjoyable. Thumbs up!
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Thanks so much for stopping by to read it! 🙂
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Makes me wonder how she got so black hearted and sounds like she regrets it.
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Regrets come in many forms 😉
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Creepy, creepy, CREEPY!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Perfect synergy between the picture and the poem.
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Thank you, Olga 🙂 The pic gave me goosebumps when I first saw it.
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When I got to the end of your poem, I thought of self´hatred. For a woman or any person to feel black hearted they must hate themselves very much. Your poem had me thinking deeply. In my opinion, death is no victory.
Oh, and I like the picture. It is suited to the darkness of the poem.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia
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Pat, your insight has hit very close to the truth! Thank you so much for visiting and reading 🙂
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Great poem.
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Thank you, Sally 🙂
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Hi Carrie – the picture is perfect … and I too love you put forward a poetry entry – the black hearted bitch is rarin’ to go … I’m sure there’s more to her story than this – excellent writing … cheers Hilary
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There are many layers to this woman that’s for sure! Thank you, Hilary, for stopping by to read my poem 🙂
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Hi Carrie Ann. I’m sorry for being so late with my comments but I’m still recovering from an overseas trip and am struggling on little sleep. However, I’ve been reading entries and waited until I was fully conscious to comment, LOL!
As some previous commenters have said, we love poetry entries as most of us are prose writers. Poems can cut deeply with so few words and so many emotions. Loved your poem. The black hearted bitch got to me. I felt sorry for her feeling so hateful, well encapsulated by your well-chosen visual. ‘Darkness now my only
companion. Perfect for the Dark Places prompt.
Lovely that you launched out after being an observer at WEP. I hope you enjoy the experience and join us again in December.
Denise 🙂
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Thank you, Denise 🙂 Hope you’ve recovered from your trip. I plan to participate in December as well.
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Dark prose, with great and simple imagery.
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Thank you, Christopher! 🙂
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Your welcome Carrie
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The image says it all, death in female form. Your entry is concise, and chilling! I hope to never see her at my door. . .and welcome to the WEP group!
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🙂 🙂 🙂 Thank you for reading, DG!
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