This is my entry for Blog Battle, it is a poem so hope that is okay! I didn’t have time to write a full story as I didn’t get home from work until 7.30pm and the prompt seemed to scream poem, poem, poem!
I had the idea for this poem whilst walking to work this morning. I often get inspiration in the early hours of the day. I love the idea of a heart being like a cave – my title!
My Heart Is A Cave
My heart is a cave,
Hidden, dark and mysterious,
Stalactites and icy caverns,
Rock pools and hiding places.
No one visits anymore. I’m alone.
The ice is melting, and the stars seem so far away.
I long for light, life and laughter to discover me again.
I imagine it all.
While I wait ice drips in darling drops,
Drip, dropping.
The moon is high,
An orb of brilliant light, it grins at me.
I remember my past, days ago,
Children, a husband, lovers – even.
So I wait for someone to come,
For a torch to shine.
It comforts me that the moon is full.
Abundant.
Soon I will be reunited with you.
I imagine you smiling down on the cave.
©M J Mallon
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Terrific, atmospheric and claustrophobic response to the prompt, Marje! Love the poem and the images it creates in my mind … unsettling!
Thank you Annika. I love writing poetry. 🙂
You have done a terrific job of taking on the “cave” prompt. Your poem’s imagery and emotion are so powerful. Well done!
Thank you so much for your kind comment. 🙂 po
Love it Marje, very dark and brooding. I envisage the elderly mind in an internal cave reflecting on life and solitude as those once loved and befriended pass away leaving just that mind all alone waiting for the end. Well, that’s my first interpretation at least!! Great job x
Thank you Gary. That was exactly what I was intending! 🙂 x
In which case it’s even better as that was the first image cast into my mind… either that or we are very much in tune with our thinking! X