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 The Paperweighted Soul

written by: Bob Jensen



A ship lost in the shallows
Will pray for gentle wind
As a voice that has gone hollow
Will try to push the pen

It is the smallest object
So easy to control
Except when it is burdened
With a paperweighted soul

From deep inside her breast
And a heart that barely beats
Come splinters to the paper
Unrhyming small defeats

A fist inside her throat
And knees upon her chest
She seeks a turn of phrase
To put your mind at rest

Her palette is a lesion
hewn with unrelenting fire
Her canvas is redemption
Filled with brushstrokes of desire

And she will press those ashes
And most tenaciously
Until she has a diamond
A doting gift for thee

And though you may see graphite
Upon a tear stained page
It is a faintly beating heart
The labour of an age

Bob Jensen

Bob Jensen

Bob Jensen has been writing poetry, music and prose his whole life.
He currently resides in Prince Edward Island, Canada where he works as a booking agent for folk musicians from around the world.
His award winning novel, The Matchbox Funeral, is available on Amazon.
Bob Jensen

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