Jumping Heart.

1 Comments

Tags:
  • Passion

    Jumping Heart.

      Jitters run
     Like cold water
     Through My spine
      Unable to ease my palpitating nerves
      My heart is in my mouth
      And I wonder if to spit it or force it down
      But I have very little time for an answer
      Because the circle has started all over
      As I hear my self stiffle a scream
      Of conscientious trepidation
      Or am I hyper ventilating?

    Poem Comments

    (1)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    Chaos128 commented on Jumping Heart.

    10-20-2009

    This is compelling, Slayer. I always like work that leaves something unsaid because it puts the reader's imagination to work and makes the experience that much more intriguing. Good work!
    Reply to Comment

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    slayer’s Poems (6)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    Rebirth. 2 10/20/2009
    Co-Riders 0 10/28/2009
    Jumping Heart. 1 10/20/2009
    Full moon over the pond. 0 10/28/2009
    Walking on Corridors. 0 10/20/2009
    Images of Childhood 0 05/29/2009
    Top of Page