Building Blocks of Me

by Heather M Craig   Feb 27, 2005


Weeping eyes appeals the face,
views windows to the laceration,
the story behind the baby blues
the building blocks of her creation.

The shattered heart of her chest,
filled with torns from the seams.
the muscle of love and beauty,
the resting place of her dreams.

The abashed soul of her body
celestial beauty of a child
that grows upon her everyday
as emotions grow wild.

The twisted mind that flows
with expanding philosophy,
resemblance of bottomless chasm
the building blocks of me.

*-Heather M Craig-*

(gotta give props to Aaron for "bottomless chasm")

--i had no idea what to put this under so I'm just going to stick it in here--

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  • it won't let me vote it a five since i already voted, but please know i think it's a five and beyond x x x x

  • okay looking deeper into the first verse, which was what confused me, i now understand, but once sentence i think you worded wrong was :
    filled with torns from the seams.
    was it meant to be 'filled with tears from the seems?'
    i'll re-vote if it'll let me a five now i understand it, lol i guess that's a huge complement of how clever a writer you are that it took me so long to understand what i now see is a beautiful first verse, take care x x x x

  • i see where you're gong with this but some of the wording doesn't quite make sense, though i do love the flow of it, and the meaning in it. x

  • 19 years ago

    by Jacklyn

    i like it, you ended it very well creative idea and good use of words! your such a sweetheart! PLP

    ~lil slam~

  • 19 years ago

    by My Obsεssion

    Wow...I've only read 2 of your poems but I am soooo adding you to my friends list. They're awesome.