Adeline Foster

Rookie - 299 Points (Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

~Cicatrix Poem by Adeline Foster


The heart is like a honeycomb,
Each section having many rooms:
Faith, and love, and hope, and trust.
Some hearts were never made to stand
The pains that years of life will hand;
Yet bear that pain we must.
So in those rooms of honeycombs
There are many silent, sacred tombs
With locks that never rust.
Each searing pain will close a door,
And, though we walk on as before,
There is a little less of us.
And, sometimes in the evening's gloom,
We reach into some closed off room
And drag a skeleton from a shelf;
And, though we do not understand,
We turn it o'er as best we can,
And put it back to rest.

Submitted: Monday, August 6, 2007
Edited: Monday, January 27, 2014

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*cicatrix: the scar tissue that forms over a wound to help it heal.

Comments about this poem (~Cicatrix by Adeline Foster )

  • Freshman - 665 Points Mary Forrester (5/25/2014 4:28:00 PM)

    Ah such a lovely poem Adeline, beautifully written. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,529 Points Bill Cantrell (4/22/2014 4:42:00 PM)

    Sacred tombs with locks that never rust...well put, so very well put. The last line is the nail in the coffin which only holds the lid tight until we reach again. I love this poem because it is true to life and put in perfect order..Great work! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,631 Points Noreen Carden (2/3/2014 6:08:00 PM)

    Wow i am blown away by the beauty in this poem also i have learned a new word cicatrix
    Thank you so much adeline (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,741 Points Heather Wilkins (9/28/2013 11:35:00 AM)

    a lovely poem. beautiful imagery (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,027 Points Khairul Ahsan (9/7/2013 10:54:00 AM)

    An amazingly touchy poem with beautiful imagery, like those tiny compartments of a honeycomb, some having a silent, sacred tomb of dead desires, hopes and aspirations in each, and the broad compartments of faith, love, hope and trust. So nicely written and easily understood, is the beauty of the poem.10/10! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,987 Points Lorraine Colon (4/5/2013 4:25:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem, very well done, with a perfect title! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie William F Dougherty (3/5/2013 6:05:00 PM)

    Good sense of structure. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 132 Points Marcus Mckinley (2/10/2013 2:55:00 PM)

    the compartmentalization of heartbreak and heartache we all keep inside can and will bring an early demise. If we can't lay them to rest. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tammy Logan (12/16/2012 9:59:00 AM)

    Love it! ! I love when I can see what is written. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,881 Points * Sunprincess * (11/10/2012 3:54:00 PM)

    love the imagery of the honeycomb..fabulous.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 287 Points Joseph Anderson (4/30/2012 1:06:00 PM)

    What can I say-a real soul searcher, earthy and worthy. I guess we will keep your scars an try to remember, or
    forget. A sad and moving write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points C.F Francis (4/30/2012 6:19:00 AM)

    wooow....i love this poem, i can relate to the 'honeycombs'...good work...love it (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 715 Points Shahzia Batool (4/7/2012 12:24:00 PM)

    this poem connects us to aldous huxley's idea
    man is an amphibian, or to be more accurate, man is five or six amphibians rolled into one...simultaneously he keeps on conquering n confronting many folds n layers of his inner self that is divided into many cells n not-selves...you write deep...adeline. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 395 Points Ency Bearis (3/27/2012 5:01:00 AM)

    A well written metaphor, and its wonderful thought that you created the 4 chamber of hearts into faith, love, hope and trust. And with the triscuspid valve and mitral valve as the doors. A very creative poem. I like it. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 680 Points Louis Rams (2/23/2012 8:12:00 PM)

    very well written, and takes the reader from room to room in that honneycomb (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,019 Points Smoky Hoss (2/16/2012 6:18:00 PM)

    The first word that comes to my mind upon reading this poem is: Mercy. That is what this speaks to me; it's beautiful, it's deep... and it is true. Wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sarah Hardin (12/31/2011 12:47:00 AM)

    I enjoyed. Alot of wisdom in this poem. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 96 Points Vidyadhara ..... (6/4/2008 8:35:00 PM)

    THe sacred Tomb has many secrets in it
    Sir excellent write about tender heart. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 29 Points Robert Howard (12/12/2007 3:19:00 PM)

    This beautiful hymn of reconciliation sings of the wisdom of your years and understanding of their meaning. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Martin Swords (8/16/2007 7:06:00 PM)

    and though we walk on as before
    there is a little less of us

    great line, it takes many years to see this
    thank you
    martin (Report) Reply

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