Open Poetry #30 |
Struggling |
1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
Struggling silently I bleed inside and the only proof of this falls quietly on pages stained by strokes called words does today’s ink run any darker than before from a vein that beats steadily in this heart except disappointment now holds the prized position where realized dreams should be seated a new year has started and I sit and ponder if things will be the same uncomfortable fit that I have so grudgingly become accustomed to as I again give up one more thing I hold as precious in the miracle that this could be my turn to find it be another illusion to harm how is it that hope hammers at egg shells yet unable to penetrate such thin fragile china when want makes the surface ever so porous what is the structure of this unbreakable fine line and what sin, in which lifetime, deems this punishment for between then and now far too many prayers go unanswered my heart knows of no greater sorrow than acceptance the truth that some gates can not be unbolted and of possibilities that shall never come to pass and in this I have questioned worthiness and weighed my tears I have found this to be the weakness in my strength but true need is not a wish nor is it a selfish want finding no matter the length of this wait nor the pain there is something within me that must endure in discouragement I had let my desires melt me maybe redemption is in the fire that consumed and the best I can hope for now is underneath the ash grows a little green |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
You measure in physical measures Someone measures them in love Does being in charge of nothing mean more managing everying. I wrote words on several occasions and Angus Ross said to me "no there yet"! One day he said "Sorry - can't used them"! Angus Ross died some time ago - in American you would have called him a Hero, in the UK they paid him very little respect, yet without his cryptic comments, most of us would have given up Dave |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
You delve deeply and powerfully with questions almost to tough to answer - this is a very good poem and I shall liten for your poem with the answers - Paul |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
My goodness, this blew me away! I really don't know what to say other then your mind is a masterpiece. Sauni:)The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Uh-huh! Been in this stupor myself, dear friend, years and years ago, running from year to year, hoping and praying that THIS was the one, even as I saw it slip off the opposite hand. I didn’t know about pages, and ink, and words back then, and the release, however meager, they could bring. All I knew is nothing fit, everything was wrong, everyone left, or never paused to look in the first place – I thought “my turn” was something those who give such gifts, forgot, or that I was deemed unworthy of notice. I have no magic answer and I never stopped to think about what changed, or when . . .but I do know that if one stays true to oneself, sooner or later, one will find oneself in lifetime demand, and if one accepts rather than fights loss, one will grow, and with growth one stands out and is recognized. My heart . . . jimmy |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I don't know about you but I sure am tired of struggling...it's about time for some smooth sailing I think |
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chrissydome Member
since 2003-11-28
Posts 73germany |
so sad, and i really like the last line!!! turning mirrors upside down won't make dust fall off the ground, hiding wounds won't ease the pain, sleep won't make you whole again... |
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