(! ! ! ! !) Folded Hearts Poem by Alice Cuenca

(! ! ! ! !) Folded Hearts

Rating: 2.7


blighting gust
bellowing.
gnawed a bone,
resolved with
a closed window.

distressed with solitude
yet, taking pleasure in
the weathering

the muteness
of walled-spirit
feigns peace,
quietude sans love
is death...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ying Escalona 23 October 2009

if a window is closed. open the door :)

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Ric Bastasa 10 October 2009

where is love? destroy the walls?

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