healing is to accept some things undone should not be completed*
bird to sky seed to soil
rambling roses summer core
halting hold in restless roam
chosen frozen broken
chime
float in hollow hall of fame
taking blame babe taking blame
twisted listed missed it wrong
proven token golden
mime
turn then baby turn away
turn then baby turn my way
dream in hues of healing blues
shaken waken taken
prime
sing sad love heart's half-done song
Author notes
*Quote: My own
In a list
A contest entry
- The Beauty of Being Unfinished by Heart Sutra.
1100 points, ended November 30, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This definitely sings like a love song unfinished and undone but living on in the heart like a little tune that keeps on floating through our lives.
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It is a rare gift to be able to take blame. I get so tired correcting my employees, and they defend themselves...."YOu burned the clutch. My nose smells it. Just say 'yes sir' and don't do it again!"
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Here lie the lessons I am still working toward. Cleverly cut to leave that unfinished shine
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You enjoy leaving me speechless, don't you huh?! A great write! Well done! Good luck in the contest.
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This speaks to me in incomplete sentences, the chime relates to my climb. "Taking blame, babe" it's twisted all right, wrong. Well done, prime, and rare.
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