A Pierced Heart

Not from me perfection,

nor the shallow promise

of taintless joy.

I am the flawed

and the fallible,

whom life

has not destroyed.


I offer up

my pierced heart;

neither torn apart

nor empty.


Poem & Photo ©Mairi McLean 2016

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