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Little Heart

Updated on April 10, 2017
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Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.

Four feet wings and fins.
Four feet wings and fins. | Source

Surely my sword 'n secret be her Little Heart daylight new
A certain breathing, grieving, in olden sorcerers be
Until her infantile steps once grew with silk, dew so new.
Until her winking told me that one dark tale I'd soon see.

Little Heart innocent by midnight so cold
Dancing brave, dancing bold until new moon ceased.
Prancing in snow to shun away a sinner's gold,
Decreased, slow seas, in delightful smile deceased.

Oh, Little Heart you have no name of ink or well
You have no bread or cloth in gypsy's cloud
But yet, my little one no words, but yet I tell.
No sermon sighs, hardly any elders proud.

Skipping lightly no dreams to task
Walking on her waters in lands not tended.
Nor silken shoes or frozen vows or wine of flask
Why not little hands work or play ne'er ended?

And mare, stallions dare when dust becomes her air
Rams, sheep, and ravens few step on limb high.
Dressing Little Heart of mountains rare, stones so fair
Depressing a little tongue no touch, no word, no lie.

Angels wings of Little Heart at playground morn
Singing while play and sifting her early hour day.
Smiling several smiles now mournful babes coming born
Little Heart unicorn at last, no idol sash she stays.

Surely, Little Heart, n' laden secrets shred
No certainty birthing light at dusty door ajar.
I see her eternity of life oh cursed dead.
A glimmer eye, a sprite's wink a pathway far.

A Vision in a Blurry Land

She flies herself with crippled wing
All the time wishing with ring.
A lover once in Princess light
Too innocent, too angry in plight.

But still Little Heart walked so young away
Never shedding a silver tear so free
Molding a bare day a given pathway to say.
And then with Ravens singing to their spree.

Camels of gold and desert heat
Dancing hand in hand pretty little feet.
A raven eye, a muffled sigh
A silken gown that ne'er cries.

Oh, my Little Heart, forever be angelic in tunes
Creeping, laughing and smiling at noon
A wicked plate, a rusty fork, a broken loom
Spells a distant rainstorm of tears telling
Little Heart's melting doom.

Song of The Angels 1881.
Song of The Angels 1881. | Source

© 2017 Kenneth Avery

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      Kenneth Avery 2 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear Susan,

      Wow! You left such an interesting comment. I mean it. Never had a comment like yours. This proves that you are a deep thinker.

      God bless you.

      Write soon.

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      Kenneth Avery 2 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dearest Sakina :)

      Awee, how sweet. Thank you so much for your very kind remarks that always mean so much to me.

      May God bless you and yours with an abundance of blessings in this day and all days forward.

      Kenneth

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      Susan Sullenberger 3 months ago from Lakeland

      I'm not sure if I'm in heaven or hell when I read your hubs. lol I must make up my mind.

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      Sakina Nasir 5 months ago from Kuwait

      This poetry sounds like a masterpiece Kenneth! I'm absolutely in awe of your talent and I really admire you with all due respect. You've just left me speechless. According to me, this is your best poem till now. :) God bless you and your talent always, dear friend!

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      Kenneth Avery 6 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hey, whonunuwho,

      You are very welcome. I find that with some of the things that come from my spirit, are twisted into grapevines and tough to decode, if you will.

      But thanks so very much for your friendship and commenting.

      Happy Easter.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hello, orville,

      I sincerely thank you for your great input.

      I always enjoy reading about my Wonderful Followers and what they're doing.

      I wish you and yours a Happy Easter and all of you write soon.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hello, Terrie,

      I noticed your comment about it being early in the morning and I appreciate you being a morning person.

      Me? I am mostly a night owl, but when I build bat houses in my birdhouse shop and write too, I get burned out quickly.

      Oh, thanks for your sweet friendship and

      Happy Easter!

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      Kenneth Avery 6 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hi, Ruby Jean,

      You are an amazing friend and writer.

      I really mean that.

      It is your hubs who are folded and written with metaphors many times.

      I appreciate you very much.

      Happy Easter.

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      Kenneth Avery 6 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Hey, Gypsy Rose Lee,

      Thank you Sincerely for your sweet thoughts.

      I am resting for a few days from the abstract/prose things and getting some recharging.

      My birdhouse shop is now open and I am not so out of shape that is coupled with Fibromyalgia, well needless to say, I overdid Friday afternoon. My bad. LOL.

      I wish you a Happy Easter and write me anytime.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 6 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Poignant thoughts here and wonderful poetry.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 6 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Beautiful, many layers unfolded....

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      Orville Harmon 6 months ago from Edmonton, AB-Canada

      A touching and insightful poem!

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      Terrie Lynn 6 months ago from Canada

      Hi, Kenneth. This is very deep for this early in the morning and touches my heart. Have a beautiful day my friend.

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      whonunuwho 6 months ago from United States

      So sad and much the story of us all. Thank you for sharing this poetic journey, my friend. Blessings to all. whonu