tracery
right on her heart
the delicate pattern
love traced with
indelible ink
a daily reminder
of what’s to be done
it can’t be ignored
whatever curves
life delivers
love at each turn
is the cure—like
vaccine for a virus
or serum for bites
love is the elixir
it readies the soil
for the potential
of change—it may
not feel gentle
can even be harsh
yet love is the cure
for what ails us
2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.
the heart of the matter 
Tracery reaches out to me. I recognize it heart to heart. Thank you for making poetry a part of my life.
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And thank you for reading my poems!
Love,
Amrita
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Yes, beautiful Amrita.
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Thank you.
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I read your poems every morning with my early cup of tea. This one touched me deeply, sweetly.
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Oh! Now I can picture you doing that. What a beautiful image!
Where are you now?
Sending love and big hugs for you both,
Amrita
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Thank you for these words tonight. I needed them and they rang true.
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I’m so happy! Thanks for letting me know. I think about you and Arthur every day. How are you both doing? Caregiving is rough.
💜💜
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