Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #246
This Heart Of Mine by Belinda Roddie This heart of mine is broken and in shards gathering in puddles around my feet and shuffling against the wind like cards of ossified plasma and blood. The heat overpowers my senses, and I find myself slouching in my chair as I scan the photographs that you had left behind in your flight from me. Just before you ran away, I had lit candles honoring our anniversaries and future days, but now the flames are sadly flickering, their light fading into a sickly haze of dying orange. Someone get me glue and tape to fix this broken heart anew.