The Story of a Broken Heart

Form: Free Verse

A drop of water fresh from the cloud
fresh from the ocean
capturing the flowing river
flowing from melting ice
fresh from my tears
squeezed from my soul
hidden in my worn out skin
but a tear tells the story
the tale of a broken heart
that crushes my emotions
like a gale throws a wave against the shore
and still my heart trembles in anticipation
before buckling in the wind
to be reborn stronger
renewed, refreshed
ready to cry again

©JGFarmer2020

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