A Poem by Allen Smuckler



He came in from the dark of the monsoon of his soul

and pondered how he drifted so far from land

desecration and destruction…torment and anguish

waiting on the other side, hoping I’d find it but praying I don’t

fear, hopelessness and all that appears

statements of contracts entering the room

screaming, “not today, tormenter”

“not today”…


And so he becomes me in thought and despair

waiting for the turn, the moment of truth

until I and me combine with him and he

shuttering, tossing my food, crying inside

traffic jams in my mind due to congestion

wailing to my assailant, “not yet”,

I’m here to stay

“not quite yet”…


Finally, night becomes dawn in the recess of my heart

fluttering amongst the flowers, plants, and trees

those swaying trees of time and wonder

fate hanging on by a thumbnail and a prayer

receiving and sending love from heaven

in the form of a lightning bolt, a rainbow

believing at the end, “I’m free to be”

knowing “I’m free at last”…


© 2012 Allen Smuckler

Author's Note

Allen Smuckler
written: June 28, 2012
photo: Heaven (February 13, 2011)

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This is most certainly something I can relate to. Spending most of my life living for others I'm now at a point of integration of what I want, who I want to be and letting go of the past.. A difficult journey.. but it's that rainbow at the end that I keep seeing.. the freedom of standing in your own power..your own essence and loving it for the first time... well there's nothing like it. I hope to be there soon.. Wonderful insight Allen and as always food for thought and soul..xo

Posted 6 Years Ago

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You capture a sense of longing in the can see this in the lines from start to each stanza opens more into the read...and you as a reader feel absorbed into the whole the feelings felt in the words...yet there is a release in the end of it all...

Posted 5 Years Ago

I've fallen in love with this piece...every bit of it contributes to long lasting impression.

Posted 5 Years Ago

This touches me so deeply. Its beautiful!

You know, I also wrote a poem called "Adrift". Mine is vastly different than yours though. I find it fascinating how one word can be so different to two minds.

Posted 5 Years Ago

This is a lovely poem!

Posted 6 Years Ago

A deep soul-searching write. Starting with the 'moonsoon of his soul" (I liked that phrase) the final stanza with the breaking of the chains to be 'free'. Good work!

Posted 6 Years Ago

Allen, I always love your writing but this is one is very special, more so than any other write I have read of yours up until today.

Posted 6 Years Ago

At first the switch from third person to first person was slightly confusing, and then I finished it, and I understood. Beautiful and inspirational. I especially love that last stanza!

Posted 6 Years Ago

A beautiful poem that is not only inspirational but it cuts to the core to the reader as you have placed us in this pain with you through the power of your voice! Bravo!

Posted 6 Years Ago

This devours my emptiness and shutters my inner turmoils, you capture raw inner confrontations within ourselves so exquistely.

"Finally, night becomes dawn in the recess of my heart" this line empowers ones mind and for me its saying, "carry on my wayward child as this is how it is to be"

A wonderful poem and delivered with ease and perfection as the minds eye instructs. Most excellent Allen!

Posted 6 Years Ago

This think of someone who has traveled a hard road in life and is waiting for take them so they can feel peace and ease once again.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Allen Smuckler
Allen Smuckler

Sarasota, FL

I'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..


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