My broken blue heart

Published on by Jean M. Cogdell

The breeze wrapped around me like a warm blanket, but gave me little comfort. A shadow darkened the sun, and my face was covered in shadow as a cloud blocked the sun. I stared at the sky and wished I could fly. High above the trees into the clouds away from here and him. I closed my eyes and imagined the grass a magic carpet that would lift me up to parts unknown. To a place free of heartbreak and sadness. Somewhere my soul would feel joy again. Somewhere no clouds would ever darken the blue sky again.

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12 thoughts on “My broken blue heart”

  2. It’s also important to examine your trees after having a massive hurricane or many days of heavy
    rainfall (like we have had in Atlanta currently).

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  3. Lovely poem, Jean. I was thinking of the song by Judy Garland, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” She idealizes the place, but finds there’s trouble there also. It’s great to dream though. 🙂

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