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I Still Care
by Ken HarnischYou should know
My heart, which
I stored away
For the season,
Still beats
More rapidly
When it
Hears from yours
Knowing that
Will never change
I have taken pains
To encase it
In heavy paper
And string
And put it
High upon the shelf
Out of reach and
Out of sight
So if I do stumble
It will be in the dark
And no one else will
Know
But you, who have always
Listened keenly to the silence
Would hear me falling
From afar.
Then ask after me
When I least expect it
That is why I still care
08/24/2010 Posted on 08/24/2010
Copyright © 2024 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 08/24/10 at 01:25 PM It is only in the dark that we hear the most. We hear the other heart beat from miles and miles. Nice write Ken. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/24/10 at 09:01 PM Awwwww. Precious heart of yours. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/25/10 at 01:46 AM I appreciate the economy of words, the straight forward (un-sappy) caring that your words carry, the placement of your heart. |
| Posted by Carolyn Coville on 09/07/10 at 04:27 AM Love this! Especially since I can totally relate to it right now *big sigh, followed by warm smile* |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/29/11 at 11:43 AM So sweet without being sugary and authentic. Totally beautiful, Ken. |
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