Change Of Heart Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Change Of Heart

Rating: 5.0


Me, being me
I always wore

My heart
on my sleeve

But now...
no more.

I asked the assistant
if I could see

“...some new hearts
...please? ”

(that would suit
my change of heart) .

“Why, certainly sir! ”
(he smiled sycophantically) .

He showed me
a heart
“...in light pain.”

“Or, if Sir
may not mind me commenting
this deep purple pain
... suits you Sir! ”

“Don’t you have any
...in bright joy? ”

“Or at best
...partial happiness? ”

“Or at least
...contentment? ”

The assistant smirked:

“...at what one must assume
is Sir’s...little joke? ”

“Happiness is so...old hat! ”

“Happiness is...how you say
... so passé! ”

I left the shop
clutching an expensive
purple heart

knowing I would never
wear it

And that it would
hang in the wardrobe

Mocking
My predicament.

So, now
I don’t have a mind
to have a heart.

Get by
(somehow)

... without

...one.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ricky Owen 13 December 2007

Great write, enjoyed it alot, well done! best regards Ricky

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Dee Dee Wright 02 December 2007

Loved this. Oh you are so clever...this made me laugh. Both funny ha ha and funny pecuilar and a little sad but your words tightrope walk across the chasm of a broken heart and make me gasp with wonder and delight. Somehow you always get it just...so right. A delight! love Dee Dee

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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