Fragile Hearts: Poem

FRAGILE HEARTS

Fragile hearts, hearts that break
Do not harsh words and ruptures take

Fragile hearts that trust and beat
Trodden under uncaring feet

Hearts, like roses in the rain,
Scatter under the onslaught of pain.

Copyright: Rani Turton

The Teacher Of All I Know: Poem

THE TEACHER OF ALL I KNOW

Here alone with all I profess
A faith, a belief in some systems of thought
Professors and priests, mystics and bards
All were often one I confess.

There were some unlettered men
Who knew more than the savants, then
There were bards who could sing and swear
And find their way to your heart there.

There were wild poppies dancing
Wild horses prancing
The teacher of all I know
Came for a few seasons
Then went for his own benighted reasons.

There was life’s blood and show
The poetry and pain and pageantry's stream
Whirled around in a fevered dream
Life was what it did not seem
Thus taught the teacher of all I know.

Copyright: Rani Turton