Open Poetry #33 |
Lower |
Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Lower Down, lower down I sink, into the darkness Almost welcoming the pain Since at least that I feel Nothing else permeates The darkness, the sorrow Light is a distant memory I’ve forgotten so much Too much Into the lower levels Of this endless hell Feeling nothing Responding mechanically Like an automaton Programmed to do simple tasks Complex thought evades A welcome surcease Of aching Sinking, falling silently My mouth unable to scream Eyes now dry of tears No shuddering sobs Rack my frame, I’m quiet Silent as the grave Impassive, unresponsive Except to pain’s touch That I remember Still Fading, far from view My thoughts ebbing away Leaving just a body With nothing inside A soul cowering in darkness Seeking a way upward But without light I’m lost in despair There’s always a lower level If I ever reach the base Will there be anything left Of me to rise again Marsha Inspired by Suthern’s Grief series, which is stunning work Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Hers, and yours... stunning... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I relate |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
reminds me of how no matter the despair, or how low, there is always a loving hand, waiting there, even if only to touch our fingers, to bring us up from the depths of darkness...all we have to do is reach out... wonderfully done |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"if only to touch fingers" reaching out, extending for understanding invisible between connected by effect no range beyond the grasp inspired by LeeJ's response to yours M |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, my friend... this would have my admiration regardless... that you say I had some small part in its creation fills me with gratitude. *S* Beautiful, painful work... I know you know this well... I know also how hard you fought to rise again... and you soar. *S* |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Mushy my dearest friend, I know this came right from your heart and you've worded this feeling so beautifully. I know, after hitting the lowest level, you'll rise again as gracious and lovingly, because that's the way you are, dear friend. Hugs to you, Titia Like scattered leaves...my words will flow |
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