A Heart Speaks

There is an average size to the human heart – a few ounces more if it pumps life through a man compared to a woman, or grams if that’s your method of measurement, though some things cannot be measured, and one size does not fit all. How can a heart weigh less compared to other organs and yet feel so heavy at times?

A Heart Speaks
Oh, to be average, what a relief that might be.
If my capacity for feeling were finite
maybe strangers in the checkout line would not pour their woes all over me.

My eyes see the pain in theirs and my ears hear their words
but it is my heart that knows.
It is my heart that knows
the difference between a bad day and a life, broken.
Even when no words are spoken.
I have infinite compacity for listening,
(even when no words are spoken),
but limited resources for fixing
what awaits them
after the smile I inspired
leaves them.

Maybe staying closed and protected would be less of a burden
but my heart knows what it would miss –
the infinite details captured by an above-average existence.
A burden worth every beat
even if some encounters leave me a little broken.

I may be a petite person, but I am not here to play small. With my heart, or my life.

Thanks for receiving my heart, expressed through a poem that woke me at 4 AM yesterday morning. The burdens of a poetic heart. Right poets?

Take care of your heart and your health this holiday season. Be well. 💗 Michele

My poem made me think of “Never give all the Heart,” by Yeats. Of course, I would respectfully disagree.

A beautiful song. ✨💖✨

Featured photo by K Petro, the one of me taken by Cora, a nice lady I met on the Superstition Mountain trail

© 2022 MyInspiredLife

110 thoughts on “A Heart Speaks

  1. Tamara Kulish from https://tamarakulish.com/

    Love this heartfelt poem! *wink* I understand what it is like to be awakened in the middle of the night to create. I have done that a few times, where I just couldn’t sleep until I created some artwork. I have a Muse Trilogy (viewable on Fine Art America), that I created during a span of time when we thought my second husband’s cancer had returned. The mental imagery was powerful, and I had to empty my mind and heart before I could sleep once more.

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    1. I am delighted! 😊 Thank you, Tamara. I know the pull to get out of bed to create is a common experience for artists. Hopefully not every night! We all need our beauty rest. 😆 I have learned to quickly give in because the words won’t let me rest so I might as well wake up and let them be heard. Sounds like your Muse Trilogy helped you deal with a difficult time – a creative and healing experience for you. Feel free to add the link to your art, if you’d like. I would love to see it!

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      1. Tamara Kulish from https://tamarakulish.com/

        Right?! No, thankfully it’s not a regular thing that my art makes me get out of bed to make. Yes, I too have learned it is futile to resist the creative spirit, for it won’t rest until it helps bring out what it wants to! I keep my phone beside my bed, and sometimes I’m urged to write something down for my blog, so I pull up a draft page and just download whatever needs to come out, then when I’, awake I can edit! It’s an interesting process, isn’t it?

        Here’s the link to my Muse Trilogy: https://fineartamerica.com/profiles/tamara-kulish/collections/healing+art

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  2. Thank you for sharing your heartfelt poetry, Michele. It’s as lovely as your sunset photograph along the Superstition Mountain trail, in which you look like an angel – with a really big heart.

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  3. Oh my sweet Michele my Belle, yes my friend…the 💖 knows! Isn’t it funny how the most amazing messages come when we are asleep? Yes, the heart knows, even when no words are spoken. 🥰💖😘 I adore the message your poem conveys and it truly touches my heart, my dancing queen. But girlfriend, what an incredible gift of collecting words you have, even in your sleep! 🥱💤😴

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    1. The heart knows and the mind never stops. Creativity and the imagination don’t watch the clock! A wonderful truth. 💗Thank you, Kymbelina. 😊 What’s the latest with your poetry book? A reading at your library, where your book is displayed? That would be wonderful! A great gift too!

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      1. Hey there my amazing Dancing Queen. I agree with you 100%. Creativity and the imagination don’t watch the clock! Thanks so much for asking about my baby book. There are some potential events being discussed to occur after the new year. No contract has been signed or etched in stone yet, but the buzz is there. The book isn’t the hard part, the marketing after it is done is the challenger. But perseverance is a sword in my hand. LOL Enjoy the rest of your day Michele my Belle! 🥳✨😍💖🥰💐🤗

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      2. How exciting! I can’t wait to learn more. Whatever transpires will be amazing with you at the helm. It’s all hard, but worthwhile. 😅 Thank you, Kymbelina. You too, my writing Maven of Motivation! 😊

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    1. I am honored by your big-hearted recognition, Dawn, and by your ongoing reading of my older posts. Let me also highlight the unbelievable generosity you have shared by reviewing countless books and poetry collections over the last several weeks. You are a gift for those of us fortunate enough to connect with you in this bloggy space. Merry Christmas to you and yours! 🌟

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    1. I did receive your turtle update. Just checked. Thank you for sharing an update! So special! I am honored to contribute to your efforts. 🐢 It can be a challenge to feel so much, yes, but it does have its blessings too. I am sure you can relate. 😊 Best wishes to you two. 💞


    1. I do write from an open heart. I am sincerely grateful that you have recognized and acknowledged that. Thank you. 💗 The early morning writing sessions happen frequently with me. In phases, it seems. Today’s poem was written that way. A journal bedside is a must! 😁

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  4. Gorgeous photos! I’m this person too and so is my daughter. I decided this year to embrace it while I Christmas shopped in a way I don’t normally. I gave myself the freedom to take as long as it takes, to listen when someone needed to vent or share, and to give hugs when it felt right. It turned what could have been a stressful experience into one where I saw people and felt my heart expand as I able to give just a wee bit of comfort. We big feelers need lots of rest, but when we are in the place to go out and connect—we are all in.

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    1. Thank you for this heartwarming share. Sounds like you embraced the true (and rare) spirit of the season. Beautiful. A few years ago, I was feeling jaded by the harshness of life – I almost let that change me. I am glad I resisted and decided to stay true, to my heart. 💗

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