Her Heart's Handwriting
A Tautogram
Hear her heart's handwriting
How hope heeds harmony
Harvest her honey hiding
Hold hints highlighting
Her hollow honesty
Hear her heart's handwriting
Honor her hail hatching
History hates harbors heavenly
Harvest her honey hiding
Head home holding
Holly, her holiday hobby
Hear her heart's handwriting
Hug her horizon, harnessing
Healthy hives hourly
Harvest her honey hiding
Heartfelt highways honing
Handling her halo highly
Hear her heart's handwriting
Harvest her honey hiding
About the Creator
J.M. Powell
You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis
My passion is to spread what it means to love.
My published books of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow
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My life is splashing before my eyes, as I precariously suspend and prepare for the end, the consumption of my Self and identity. I know that gravity will be the victor in this struggle. Like a pendant, slipping from the chain, the tension has caught me in this moment, bestowing one last gift of reflection. I cling desperately, questioning my purpose. Searching for comfort. And I remember…
By Leslie Staven3 days ago in Fiction
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It's also a villanelle but upon publishing the breaks for the stanzas would not save properly.