“My Heart Incarceration” (National Poetry Month Posts, Day 21)

For my 21st National Poetry Month post, I want to share another of my “Disease Chronicles” (My heart IS free now, Thank the Gods! :))…Please enjoy!

My Heart Incarceration

My heart is forced into
An Iron Box
On an almost daily basis
(wait)
On a daily basis.
Disease attempts to jail my spirit
And I must
Work,
Work,
Work,
To prevent my
Joie de vivre
becoming
Jeanne d’Arc.
My affections, too,
Are young and not ready to
Be burned and beatified.

This constant inquisition of worry and fret
Tries,
Tries,
Tries,
To convert my soul to a
Dark reckoning,
But I refuse.
No matter the temporary vacuum
Left behind (I stress the temporary).

Malady shall be the dragon, and
I, St. George,
I, Prince Phillip,
I, Beowulf,
Will be the victor, and
My heart will be free.

© Jamy Sweet 2008-07-11

<:o)

Jamy

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