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Your heart


They all want your heart
This confused piece of meat
which beats inside of you.
Or Nothing,
except perhaps
a small tryst or
deep kiss in the park.
Friendship?
All well in good in intention
Yet execution
is a muddled thing.
When the heart beats
of its own volition
No permission granted,
it takes from you
the choice.
So best leave it be,
this seeming
intention.
Your heart, your heart.
It sits heavy
oh so heavy
take it out
drop it
and it would
dent the Earth
And someone
would come along,
stumble and fall.
Best leave it hidden
this heart.
For when has it
ever
really done you
any good.

by Philip Wardlow 2017

Take Courage in OZ – A poem


Take Courage in OZ ~ yellowbrick
You have a brain
bespectacled girl.
You have a heart
as the tears flow.
You are on the road
even though
the yellow bricks
are all  faded and
cracked
You are on the road.
Take courage
as the forest for the
trees
grow up and around,
Dark arms reaching,
menacing.
Its all they are,
menacing arms
Its all they ever are.
Take courage in the night
for the moon lights
your path.
The lions, tigers and bears
are friends
For who could resist your charms.
Oh my!
Who could indeed?
And if they did.
Well what kind of friend
would they ever truly
be.
Take courage  in Oz
for you walk the same land
as them.
by Philip Wardlow 2015

My Heart and the Alien – A Poem


fourchambers

My Heart and the Alien –

I have a four chambered heart much like most everyone else,

I am a nerd in one heart,

a romantic in the next,

a perv in the third,

a  dreamer in the last.

I am fading into your moody blue alien eyes.

as the cold night embraces an already

cold day.

All the chambers of my heart smile

back at you.

And beat with an unnatural warmth not

found on this earth.

You don’t belong here on this world,

and you are soon to leave.

Forever.

For that reason alone, I wish the

the sections of my heart would quiet itself

Each beat in quarter time to a tune

I do not recognize anymore since your

presence came to town.

Please leave soon on the next

spaceship out.

My heart is at war

and may soon burn it

self up.

Take to the stars, and then

and only then, can

my heart look to

them without doubt.

by Philip Wardlow 2014

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter – A Poem (inspired by a novel of the same name)


Sleeping Beauty

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

I am but a dark silhouette back-lit

by your imaginings of what I must be.

My frame of reference is not yours,

nor is your own mine to see.

I cannot hope to know the true depth

of the strangeness that lurks behind those eyes;

the sadness, the desperation, and the longing

cannot be accurately defined as simply measured

by a ruler or thrown upon a scale like a piece

of meat.

Think me misguided, corrupt, or lost?

Think me a friend, lover, or a hero?

You would be wrong on all accounts.

I am simply a solitary soul cast adrift,

striving to find a good home to lift

me up from this cold stone floor and prop

me up next to a nice warm fire and hold

me tight.

by Philip Wardlow 2013