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THOUGHT by Elise




 How does the human heart process grief? And how does this grief inform our spiritual journey? 

...I write from pure emotion and I prefer not to describe my poetry, but to allow it to be interpreted on a personal level with the reader. 

"In this poem, Elise opens up a bit of her own heart's process as a multi-media visual artist who fuses her own original musical compositions with voice recitations of her own enchanting poetry, and moving visual imagery, to offer us a very unique experience of her own grieving. Please click the play button below to sample one of her creations." 
Photographic expression by Brooke Shaden






THOUGHT

Is there something
there amongst
           the dust
that could bring you back?

Something un-missed,
face to face, eyes
to longing eyes -

which could have
foretold by chance
that place your
           beauty holds

or is it in desperation
to your
            torment,
I find myself so
incomplete.

Is this
the way roses bend
before the pierce
of thorn?

Or is this the pain
as love
returns to dust.

© Elise Marianne Stewart 2011

Fine Art Photography by Kathy Fornal

Elise  is a UK poet, and the founder and editor of International poetry magazine Decanto. Her work has been included in various magazines and anthologies both in the UK and Internationally. Elise has written many collections of poetry, including 'For All Eternity', 'The Last Lament', 'Paradise', 'Opium Valentines' and 'Sacred Realm'. She is currently working on a new collection. Her collections have been widely reviewed. She has also been featured and interviewed in various magazines and ezines, both in the UK and abroad. Her poetry video collaboration  'Conceptus' with American poet Gregory Vincent St. Thomasino, has recently been accepted by the Southbank Centre London. You may visit Elise at her poetry website here, or find her on facebook here. He poetry collections can be found here. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 

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  1. This was the very first video-poem I watched of yours, Elise. For that reason it will always be special to me, as when I heard it, its feeling and depth immediately transported me! As did your voice, which has such sweet, somber substance. Thank you for inspiring to make poem recitations of my own, and for sharing your gifts here in our Journey of The Heart community. I certainly felt my heart journeying with this one!

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