"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands." - Psalm 143:5

Monday, February 14, 2011

The Strings of My Heart


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This poem is part of The Warrior Poet Circle hosted by blogger, fellow warrior poet and friend Jason at Endless Impact. Read more great poems over there!


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The Strings of My Heart

Many broken
Some strung too tight
The tune, violent to the ear
The strings of my heart, misplayed
Stripped both of veneer and music

An orchestrated love retunes
an empty shell
Each string vibrates with new life
Songs, heart songs
Fill the ears of the King.

Jay Cookingham © 2-11-11


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