about things not named

about things not named

A Poem by Emily B
"

and miles to go before I sleep

"

I never write about fear.

I don't describe

those emotions that spilled over

into adulthood.

The panic that was deeper

than the darkness.

There were never enough

flashlights or nightlights or porchlights

to ease my fears.

Eventually I started leaving

all the lights on

all over the house

all night long.

I still couldn't explain

the root of the fear

for which I didn't have a name.

It's almost funny

how quickly fear evaporated

once I had a word

for all those things felt

but never seen.

I've heard there is power

in a word.

I guess that's true.

 


© 2009 Emily B



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LJW
For me, the more honest the better.

We all have these unnamed things. I believe even if you name this feeling for your son, he will still have his own unnamed thing (s).

I could not look out my darkened bedroom window at night. It was on the 2nd floor and I had no real idea what could possibly be out there, but I just could not look.



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We all have fears about something in our lives. It is really how we handle those fears that makes us who we are. Very good write.

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Call a demon by it's name and you've got it by the tail.
And what about the fears we acquire as we grow older?
You have me thinking.
Hugs, Jack

p.s You could copy from a phone book and it
would be gold! Heeeee!

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a little bit of fear is harm less,I mean it is quite normal and essential...we don;t look at the naked realities and fear is a opaque mask,we have to have things hidden....bravery,too much,of it leads to insanity...it is an awesome feeling being childish again...,as far as I am concerned reasoning aggravates my fears...reality is more terrible than illusions...

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I shared those same fears as a child..and they spilled over into adulthood..
I used to be terrified of the attic, where I, ironically, now live..
I had powerful nightmares here as a young adult..but I've cleared and changed the energy and am finally realizing my own power.
When you're in the earliest stages, people will project their fears onto you, and they'll eventually realize they can't..as you grow stronger, they will eventually have to face their own awareness and realizations.
this is why I believe in the power of subtlety and the principle of non-action..because there in lies the true power.

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deep. I get this more than I am able to explain. I was the kind of kid who wouldn't look under her bed at night, wouldn't sleep with the closet open...and now? I keep the light on for my own...
Wonderfully stated, Emily.

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for me i guess that fear would be named loneliness.

i really liked this poem emily, very warm, very well thought out. enjoyed very much.

zig

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I was deathly afraid of the dark until I was about 16. I had an over active imagination as well. You descried the fear very well... no name but you think its there.

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...gorgeous!

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When we are young, there are so many things that we fear, but I don't think we dwell on them, we are too busy and other things take up our good thoughts...those fears are put away into the back of our mind and may not surface for many years, if at all. Some fears are so bad, we repress them, until one day in our later years, something may trigger that memory or that fear, or we may be questioning ourselves and how we became the person that we are...that is when that memory comes back of those fears and then through deeper analysis, because now we have much more time to dwell on things, felt but not seen...A word appears.
Hold tight that boy of yours, you will give him that light he needs.

Tony

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Our hearts often feel fears about that which we canot fully grasp... Do we ever banish those fears? Maybe we just shelve them when we feel the soft oblivion of love's sweet assurance...

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