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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
Hand of Savior The others do not want you around ugliness crashes, ripping you down. Casual, simple word; turn of back, left out laugh suddenly the pit opens, screaming as you fall. Down, down, down, forever falling tumbling in misery, loneliness overwhelming. Alone in a crowd of friends or family pretending to reach out, helping hands slip away. Worlds of end, never a beginning eternity of downs, never a height. Ever down, the mind spins following heart depression crashing, crushing our poor walls. Intricate walls carefully, painfully constructed sad, meager protection...or so it seems. Self esteem suddenly a cruel taunt or joke a shattering, crumbling of even one’s dreams. Resigned; perhaps welcome, this endless spiral empty, helping hands knocked away in denial. They can’t possibly, really want to hold or help price too high; even in terror, or panic. Only one hand offered could catch, hold, lift and save. A hand I helped scar with nail a hand offered in absolute Love. bleeding... "Tis ink coming from his arm, Captain!" |
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Alle'cram Senior Member
since 2000-02-28
Posts 1816Texas |
Dan, Captured emotions so well, so very well here. Great write!! ..but, if you speak of me, leave me with my ignorance...if it is self, I can't imagine no hands extended with a heart like yours...if it's fiction, essence of drowning is captured... Your last stanza so so true as He is the one true friend on whom we can depend. All glory and praise to our heavenly Father! Ben' missing ya! Marcy "Only one hand offered could catch, hold, lift and save. A hand I helped scar with nail a hand offered in absolute Love." AND IT'S THE ONE HAND THAT COUNTS: THIS WE BOTH KNOW! |
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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
Marcy, a very astute and insightfull reply... the three part answer was especially significant...although the surface meaning of "leave me to my ignorance" is so muti-faceted that it escapes me. I am leaning tword the fact that everyone has experienced such and chooses to turn away and not recognize these things as self preservation...lol for the same reason this will not be a very popular piece; right, eh? Yes this one came ripping out as a message i suppose. lol but no matter how hard i would like to label it fiction...i would be lying. Perhaps just a little more willing to share my dungeons than most... Love you too, Sis bleeding... "Tis ink coming from his arm, Captain!" |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
No one else really can help us, can they? Not really, even if they want to. Some things only He can do. Perhaps that is the way He wants it. I suppose the best way others can help us is to lead us to Him. Great poem, Daniel! Denise |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Daniel~ This holds a message that bears reading over and over. Thank you so much for the gifting. 'Only one hand offered could catch, hold, lift and save. A hand I helped scar with nail a hand offered in absolute Love.' Stirring ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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kcsgrandma Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1522Presque Isle, ME |
This is a marvelous expression of faith, and a fascinating read, as well. Thanks for sharing it. To love another person is to see the face of God. - Les Miserables Marilyn |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
Salvation realised in wonderful words....great write Daniel. Jon |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
...a extremely insightful piece with many layers of truth...you well capture the spirl of despair and the reach for the last hope.. -Lady |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
a very good read..lots of pain here..have to disagree a bit with some of the comments made here, or, at least their implication..I believe God helps those who help themselves. the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... |
appreciate all the comments, my friends! another difficult piece to write, yet rewarding. Going back in the recording studio tomorrow and am going to try and capture the essence of the piece spoken... which is much harder than i anticipated. bleeding... "Tis ink coming from his arm, Captain!" |
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