HOW THE HEART SPEAKS by Michael J. Arcangelini

 

This odd sensation in my chest
like a cat stretching and yawning
emerging from a nap.

At other times a twitching,
a nervous tick acting up,
a single shiver, a tremble.

Or a swift flash of feeling
not quite a pain, but a thought
passed quickly through my body.

Is this it? Is my time up?
Has my heart finally decided
it has had enough and quit?

This is how it speaks to me,
clutching at things unsaid to
tell me something uncertain.

One Response to “HOW THE HEART SPEAKS by Michael J. Arcangelini”

  1. Pris Campbell Says:

    Aging faster now, I can really relate to this poem.

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