The heart building… … …All the good, true,
right, and real … locked inside-
I will cherish it,
wear it
like
a
locket,
open it up
and smell,
inhale
deep,
cry myself to sleep,
and smile
one of the genuine smiles
as each of the surround miles
is burned along with all its wreckage.
Grateful,
rise-
We are the blessed.
This (he)art building stands.
Alphabet Ravine 
I really enjoyed the realness of this piece, the relatebility, and the strength behind it.
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Thank you! I really appreciate that!
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Thanks for sharing, Chuck!
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Lydia Rae, this is beautiful! This piece has a wonderful cadence to it, and a visual feel to it. I know I shouldn’t assume but does it have anything to do with the bombing in Ukraine?
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Ooh, good question! My inspiration was totally unrelated to Ukraine- I wrote it after a breakup back in college. But if it connects to Ukraine or war for people, I’m honored. 🙂
I do have a poem about Ukraine that is currently out for submission somewhere, but if it gets rejected, it’ll end up here sooner rather than later. The title will give that one away. 🙂
Thanks for the wonderful compliment and loyal readership! I always enjoy seeing your name in my inbox! ❤
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Ah! Now, I get the heart reference. It’s still a good piece. You’re very welcome, Lydia Rae!
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