Heart in a Box
Posted on August 14, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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Why, my lady art thou blue
are barren lips longing for stolen kisses?
in a steel box of tainted hues
caustic tears sealing the hardened latch
rusted shut to never endure the blinding
light of love that betrays and never lasts.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Oh, my.
THIS:
“caustic tears sealing the hardened latch”
How often is it my own emotion, my own reaction and unwillingness to let something go that keeps me trapped right there? Such a powerful metaphor here, for me.
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Thank you so much De!
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“Barren lips longing for stolen kisses”–for some reason, that line caught my attention 🙂
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Thank you.
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As the others pointed out, there are many great lines here. My favorite was the finale.
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Thank you Andrew. I appreciate your kind words.
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Nice description: “caustic tears sealing the hardened latch
rusted shut “
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Thank you Frank!
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Love the imagery and Shakespearean vibe. So beautiful.
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Thank you!
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“Barren lips longing for stolen kisses”.. sigh.. love this! ❤❤❤
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Thank you Sanaa. You are too kind.
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Love the verses of love and longing ~ Hope the heart can learn to open again~
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Yes, thank you Grace.
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Linda this just lovely. Sad that the box is made of steel, but the light of love “never lasts.” Sigh. Light may flit about but photons are purt near indestructible, so maybe it may conquer yet. Symmetry with Jane Dougherty’s second quadrille on this prompt.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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