Where is my heart?

roseruminations Poems

Où est mon coeur? Where is my heart? It's pitter-pat is strangely gone And there is a strange Emptiness that I Can't Quite Appreciate I have sought it Since the sun peeked through my curtains And the spurt of a swiftly ended dream Woke me suddenly... too suddenly! But I could not hear drumming in my ears Or a pounding in my chest There was nothing. There was silence. Où est mon couer? Is it holding my place betwixt two chapters of a book? Non. But if often rolls around in words. Funny that it would not be there! Is it hiding in a flower *** Non. But it often hides in the ground hoping to grow. Strange that it would not be there! Is it under the bed? Non. Stranger still. It often keeps the dust bunnies company. Où est mon couer? The panic Is starting To drive me A little bit Mad. How could I have lost it? Où est ma tête? I am usually so good At keeping it caged up Penned in Out-of-bounds Locked away Strange that it would vanish in the middle of the night Without a sound Without a trace! Unless Someone found it Stumbling across it In the foggy half-world of my dream And picked it up And put it in an oversize pocket Stealing it In a dream-act That bleeds into my reality