Prisons Heart

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

I sought to seek a clear and wandering heart
Instead I feel confined shut away
I sigh heavily and try to be smart
For I am well aware now of what my heart say

I refuse all logic and skip to appearance
As I roll around in this bar filled place
I shutter to think that not but interference
Has brought on this solemn face

My love I thought so clear
As rose coveted on the branch of lust
But then came the fallen tear
That shunts out the wind and dust

I smart from it all
A host of love rushes through
As my heart comes to call
I break my silence and plan anew

For as life some times seem
A happy and gay thing
A bigger then life dream
Is my prison hearts fling?

A silent mourning so sad
A single heart stands unskilled
A rose crushed with love mad
For I too am not real

Facing up to this friend
I am a prison heart again
And I don’t know how
To make this a good
End