The freeze-thaw weathering of my heart #poetry

The freeze-thaw weathering of my heart
has been brutal.
Sometimes the freeze would last for months, or even years
at a time, but then
the thaw would come
melting into forgiveness 
then just as suddenly would come the freeze again
so that large organ, expansive enough to contain whole dimensions 
would contract down
into the dense heart of a neutron star
shooting out pulsating beams of resentment
across the fabric of space-time
till it became
a paltry worn-out organ
barely battling to beat it’s own death march, imploding
into a black hole all its own
spaghettified, imagining
whole universes born.

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Today is World Poetry Day

Did you know that? Neither did I. I wasn’t planning on posting a poem until I read this post from Acacia Publications. Well, I can’t let World Poetry Day go by without a poem. I’m feeling sorry for myself due to PMDD, and this poem from my drafts feels suitably dark. Nevertheless, I wish you a happy World Poetry Day! I am also linking up to Earthweal’s Open Link Weekend.

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  1. The title of the poem is very deep and i consider it as a main theme which tells the reader what is the poem about? The one can guess and at least understand throughout your title the meaning of the poem. Very perfect. Keep continue

  2. I loved this for the comparisons you make between the limitations of the human body and the vastness that is space. I like to imagine sometimes that all the stars in our galaxy are simply atoms in something far, far bigger.

    1. Yes, it’s kind of comforting isn’t it? And did you know we’re at the larger end of the universal scale, relatively speaking – it’s further to the tiniest subatomic particles in our body than to the edge of the universe 🀯

      1. And there are more cells in the human body than there are stars in space. Stuff like that is just mind blowing. I find the more I learn, the more it does my head in!

      2. There was a brilliant video about it in the science museum in Barcelona. It helped me understand at the time 🀣

    2. Totally agree with you. I believe that the best way to touch the mind and draw the attention of a reader, is to make a comparison between two parts in one subject

  3. Happy World Poetry Day back atcha! In his Letters to a Young Poet, Rilke writes of bearing the difficult as how we expand to our greatest dimensions. (In AA we call it being grateful for sobriety no matter what.) What a big heart you are growing. Sorry about the PMDD, sounds monstrous. – Brendan

    1. Thank you Brendan! It is monstrous but you are right: I am still sober, and still making progress, still grateful, as I am for your kind words.

  4. I think anyone with deep emotions would relate to the freeze-thaw of the heart. I love the use of “spaghettified” at the end. The black hole swallows completely at times…

  5. I love that the heart is strong enough to weather these deep freezes and subsequent warmings. I remember crossing a Gulag or two back in the day. Now I get to sit in the sun and reflect on the journey. I really like your title which sets up the premise for your poem so well. Happy Poetry Day.

  6. This truly captured the feeling of the world caving in with pain and challenge and I love that even in the depths of your despair and pain you reached in Ingrid and brought us this gift of your sould on Poetry Day! Nicely done Ingrid! πŸ’–πŸ’–

  7. We do carry entire universes in our beings, our hearts, expanding and contracting. Your introspective poem describes these emotions so powerfully. A deeply moving share on World Poetry Day. πŸ’“πŸ™πŸ»πŸŒΉ

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