The Woeful Harnessing of a Wild Heart


a man feels guilt
for his rage and words
which came as roars of infantile fury

a man sees himself not a man
and feels shame

a boy he is now
loose as dead leaves, which the breeze
plucks with lightest touch to cast adrift


a boy hangs his head
kicking the sand at his toe
as though it may move the world
and undo the damage done

he looks to a girl, who is a woman
a goddess, a queen and wolf-lord


she raged – of course, that’s what she does
a woman swells like a squall to topple boats

and a boy became toppled so

he was not strong enough for her
he failed


Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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