it’s wild

My heart is the most wild thing about me, it goes where it wants, when it wants, to who it wants, however it wants.

It is a fey creature, unpredictable and reckless.  Brave, adrenaline-soaked, sweaty, manic,

happy.

My heart is the most wild thing about me, but it’s caged inside me for safe keeping.  My body is a safe cage, my mind, a careful one.  There is padding for when my heart thrusts itself against my ribs in a burst of want.  There are valleys for it to rest when it bruises and bleeds.

She is a wild heart, but a good one.
A kind one.

She loves people who do things, people who love things, people who hate things, people who aren’t people at all.

She probably loves you.

Oh yes,
you.

If you get close enough to my heart for her to scent you, she will cuddle her gruesomely-callused body right alongside you.  She will snuggle into your armpits and fall asleep listening to all your secrets, sniffing in the odors of your humanity.

She will keep your secrets, even when you eventually cut her open.  And you will eventually cut her open.

Oh yes,
you.

It’s almost impossible not to bruise such a brave and wild thing.  She has been known to cut herself open to hold more of you inside.  She has been known to bruise herself trying to break through your cage and cuddle the core of you.

And she might bruise you, too.
Such a wild creature,
such a reckless one.

Such a hungry, hungry heart.

I cage her, for her own good.  I protect her with cautious words, and careful thoughts, and lots of comfort food that line my ribs so that she will only hit padding when she tries to break through.

And she will try to break through.
She wants to get to know you better.

Oh yes,
you.

She probably loves you, after all.

 

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Hello, Best Beloveds, and new beloveds.  Tell me something about you. Your name? Your favorite color to wear? How is your heart today?

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  1. My favorite color to wear is white and my heart is feeling beyond overwhelmed today. I almost died a few hours ago but God saved my life, I have 53 followers now, and I really need to just lay low.

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  2. Denim. I think my favorite color to wear is denim. Never in shirt format though just jeans. 🙂
    Keep taking such good care of that fey heart of yours, I’m kind of fond of it! 🙂

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  3. My former husband (sounds so much better than ‘deceased’ in my opinion, since, and especially, our souls will run into one another in a cosmic tea shop one day. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it … but I digress … as usual …) always said that to trust someone means opening your chest to allow that person to hold your heart in his or her hand, knowing he or she won’t crush it and kill you. Yeah. I love that.

    As an aside, wild! Yes! ❤ I wrote about lots of wildness in 'Yumptious' and hope you, Bill, and the rest of your readers like it and will want to spread it to the masses. And even if you don't, it's okay because you know I love you all anyway and will bug you with other things that fall out of my quill …

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  4. My favorite color to wear is blue because my eyes are blue I guess. And I’m pretty wonderful today, tonight is the first rehearsal of our community band for this new season which means for the coming weeks I will be making music again and that’s a good thing. Even though sometimes by the time Tuesday night comes around I don’t want to go. Those nights I will try to remember how I feel today. Thank you for asking.

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  5. Hello, my name means ‘Voice’ in Sanskrit, and is also the name of the Hindu Goddess of Wisdom. My favourite colour is a pale blue. My heart was in pieces today for a very long time because of two-and-a-half years of social rejection and confusion, but writing is the glue that holds it together, and I feel hopeful about tomorrow. For now.

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  6. Today my heart is tired. He’s been to the high and untamed places where he often finds solace and rejuvenation but he returned less refreshed than expected…. and now he just wants to hide away until rest can be had.

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    1. No preventing the bruising or breaking, I’m afraid. But having good friends and gentle places to rest with and on, well, that heals everything up with time. Thank you for holding your warrior heart so gently, and welding it with such love. ♡

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  7. My heart is lonely. I’ve resigned myself to the idea that it will always be that way, but recently it has been more difficult to deal with.

    Favorite color is blue. Or purple. Sometimes red. Oh, I know, green! Maybe. Just depends on the day.

    Your heart smothering us gives me a visual of Gossamer, aka the red monster from the Bugs Bunny cartoons, trying to give a hug 🙂

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    1. Haha! I’ll hug you and squeeze and love you foreeevvvver!! I wish I had the cure for a lonely heart. Yours is waiting for one that hears it well, and I think that’s the best type of thing to wait for.

      Remind me of that if I forget, okay? 😉

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  8. This is the most awesome thing I have ever read. I have shared it with the man I believe to be my “twin flame” or divine consort. It describes how I feel about him perfectly.

    Thanks for creating this beauty! It has enriched my life forever.

    Sent from my IPad.

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    1. I know it’s early for this but your poem got me hyper and I hope you’re on board for Poblano season this year. ♡♡♡ I like to wear loud colors to muffle the sounds of my heart. I think I feel more discreet in bright red than I do in just blue. ♡

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  9. My name is one I chose, in homage to a favourite writer, and to cut loose the bounds with the one I was given…and the self I was before.

    My favourite colour to wear is blue – it’s least clashy and goes with most things.

    My heart is sorrowing. Suffocating a bit from lack of use, and wondering whether there will be enough friends in the world to ever make it really feel full up. It’s a fairly empty heart, with friends snuggled in spaces but much of it echoing. I think a lot of the time it doesn’t realise how full it is.

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    1. I may have told you this before, but … you know in old video games how you have little stars or hearts over your head to indicate life? A character with 3 stars over her head starts fading when only 1 star is full. A character with one one star, feels fully charged with 1 full star. Dave and I used to talk about how I had 12 hearts over my head when most people have just 3. You and I are the same in this, I think. We are both fuller than most, and empty.

      Keep cutting out the bad and adopting the good, and you’ll be powered up in no time. Hearts like ours just need more tending. They’re wild things. ♡♡♡

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      1. You haven’t, but described like that, it makes TOTAL sense. And ugh! I guess that’s a blessing and a curse from the offset, but I’m not sure we’d have it any other way! Maaaaaan Dave and you sure did have some great conversations! I’m envious 😀

        Here’s to finding power-ups ❤ ❤ ❤

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    1. The hubby used to call me a butterfly, and he’d say I’d even flutter on the nose of a junkyard dog. 🙂 I’d been trying to make my heart tougher … to protect myself and others… but it doesn’t seem to work. She’s just plum wild.

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  10. It’s full of writing, but never writes about itself. Except just there, and that’s an exception, and now that I say that, kind of a contradiction.

    Arcade Fire wrote a song called “My Body is a Cage”. Amazing song. There’s a fan video for it that involves a famous western (I give great props to anyone who can name it) that has to be seen to be believed. Not everyone’s cup of tea, but it rocks my world.

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    1. I love that song, actually. I’m going to look up the fan video when I’m home. I am such a fan of your fiction that I admit a more than normal nosey interest in the self-focused writings of your heart-self. 🙂

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      1. Rara, that is really nice of you to say and quite a surprise to me. There is no way for me to know that you are a fan of my writing, but I take every compliment.

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  11. black. not my heart, but my favorite color to wear. my heart? it hurts. not in the physical sense but in that other sense that you can’t exactly put a finger on. you know but you don’t know and nothing seems to make it hurt any less.

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    1. An aching heart, yes, I know that well. My heart aches too, in want on things that were and sometimes things that never were and sometimes things that can’t be. My heart doesn’t believe in impossibility or sad endings though. Which is why I am so very certain you will find the salve your heart needs. ♡

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  12. My heart has plenty of padding! Oodles and oodles! Your heart is a beautiful heart that loves to live, truly ’tis a wild thing. Wonderfully written. You know my name, so I shall tell you my middle name. William, named after my grandfather. Color to wear is green, but I actually don’t have that many green clothes (bet you didn’t guess that). My heart is shy and afraid and tired but it still beats, so perhaps I can do some good today still.

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    1. You do good every day, which is why you are one of my inspirations. If a shy heart like yours can be brave so often, then a wild heart like mine can gentle. We need to get you more green, it looks great on you. ♡

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      1. You ever see Unsinkable Molly Brown? “She likes red”. I don’t want everything I own to be green… but I won’t turn down more green things. 😀

        And thank you. 🙂 To hearts everywhere! ❤

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  13. My favorite color is comfortable! Whatever comfortable I feel like wearing, color doesn’t matter to me. (However, for some reason my ponytail holder must match my shirt color, lol! How strange is that?) My middle name is Grace, and I am a bonafide Klutz but wear the name proudly. XOXOXO Rawr!

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    1. Comfortable is a great color on everyone. 🙂 I like that you have to match, and I think Grace is a perfect match too … maybe not in the definition that means the opposite of klutz… but definitely in the sense of simple and inspiring dignity. ♡

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  14. My heart is caged, tightly caged. It’s bruised and tender and I trust very few people not to further injure it. You’re one of them.

    My favorite color to wear is black. That’s most of my wardrobe. And jeans.

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    1. I like black on you. It’s like when the dark holds its own against the sunrise and the world is black with shards of red and gold. Magnificent, like your insides.

      My heart loves your heart, and always has. ♡

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  15. Hello, my name is Kristie…I love to wear pink and orange…My heart is hurting because it has been used as a target on a dart board…..broken, bruised, drained and most importantly taken!
    I just recently start blogging and welcome all to check me out!

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  16. My favourite color is grey. Not always as somber as it seems. Paired with any vibrant colour and it takes on the associated energy. Red with grey is a perfect fit. My name is Syri and my heart is warm today.

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  17. Aww. This made me feel loved!❤

    My name is Quixie (not my real name). My favorite color to wear is periwinkle because it makes my son glow and my eyes sparkle. My heart is many things today but mostly restless and unsettled.

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  18. When I read this, I was reminded of the delightful children’s book, Where the Wild Things Are. Yes, you are wild, but definitely not dangerous. Although I think you could perhaps be a little dangerous if someone harmed one of your best beloveds. ❤ ❤

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  19. My heart is black, filled with the worries and secrets of my soul, and those of my sisters, who share theirs with me~ all of their colors mixing with mine till it’s as dark as the depths of each of our personal pits of despair. I’d like to release some of this heart stew, so that I can see the color my heart beats alone, but where in the universe would all these worries and secrets feel safe, other than the homes they journeyed from, or the beds and sofas they’ve claimed for themselves within my heart?
    My favorite color to wear is red, though sometimes it draws attention with it’s bright fire……..and I prefer to be a quiet observer, rather than a beacon that draws me into the center of the whirlwind.

    My heart would like yours, Ra, they’d spend hours sharing anonymous observations and comparing notes .xx

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  20. My favorite color is red but I don’t wear it as much as I wear black . Black coordinates with everything. I am doing really well today–thank you very much. A few days in Alabama with the hubby as he works and then we are whisking off to Seattle for a board meeting and AFTER that—some sightseeing and much needed fun. Sending love from my heart to yours. I hope it is well today!

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  21. This creature your heart, wild and untamed. Caged, yet home it beats words, words in your veins, words in your head and heart. These veins they bleed onto a keyboard, sticky, metallic, red words, that I read, these beautiful sticky red words.

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    1. I think, perhaps, it is because your heart is not caged so tightly. The feels wash underfoot like an ocean wave, and become absorbed. There’s a lot of sadness in this post, and in the comments, but, if it helps, there’s also a staggering (almost immeasurable) quantity of hope. And that always makes all the difference. Thank you for your heart, Joanne.

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  22. This is beautiful – I like the fascinating gruesomeness of this – you have a big heart.

    Hmm, you know my name, all my names – middle and married – so I will instead tell you my sister’s name since everyone seems to forget I have a sister: Aileen.

    My favourite colour to wear is blue. I have blue shirts, blue sweaters, blue jeans, blue socks.. all shades but mostly light blue.

    My heart is okay, a little worn out at the moment because THINGS but it’s okay.

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    1. I mostly wear black because all the other colours do not feel right. Other times I wear all the other colours because black doesn’t feel right.

      My heart is worn out at the moment, taking a down-time.

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  23. I am Cindy who chooses clothes depending on the mood and the day (and my size for the day, let’s be honest), but my preference is black with blue jeans, and some bling. As for my heart, it is bumping for the weekend fun but a little sad cuz my girls are at college and I miss them. Thanks for making me think.

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