Heartburn

Written for:  Poetic Asides #439 – Write a heart poem.

I should have known my heart would burn,
but oh, that garlic bread was tasty.
By now you’d think I would have learned.
I should have known my heart would burn,
and following, a stomach churn
though that might be from custard pastry.
I should have known my heart would burn,
but oh, that garlic bread was tasty.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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