Hanging On

Hanging On

A Poem by Robert Ray


We hang on

 taut rope,

 straining,

 fraying;

The cliff’s jagged edge,

 nature’s knife

 severing finite fibers;

Fate and humankind,

 dangling on

 worn threads.

Life by leaps of faith…

Or death

 by a thousand cuts?

Heaven above.

Hell below.

Straining,

 fraying,

We hang on

 hope.

 


© 2018 Robert Ray



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This is a really great piece that conveys so much of the shared human condition...

I love the vivid imagery you put on display here; it so appropriately depicts the level of haunting within and without us.. so much is daunting and pointing out our failures and weaknesses.. can we actually cross that damn fraying, worn rope that is the path of our life? And how much of this wreckage did we create ourselves that could have been avoided?? Then comes the guilt and shame...

Life by leaps of faith (at first I read "heaps" which could be fitting too because it takes a crapload of leaping faith into the unknown to just blindly step into the future and hope for the best of things.. what do we know??) but yes, life does go on as we take stabs at these glimmers of faith and hope, not really sure of any guaranteed outcomes..

Or death by a thousand cuts.. yes at the sharp edge of these cliffs, the precipices of our crossroads, we can surely meet our own demise. And oh, the pain, to have leapt only to have all hopes dashed and be slayed by our own doing.. what doom..

I love the dichotomy in this piece.. the play on the opposites.. because just as it gives the opportunity to experience hope, it also paints the utterly despairing alternative.. both are inevitable, but without taking a leap of faith, what will we ever truly know or experience?? As writers, I argue that we ought to live vividly and walk through every facet of the human condition. We were placed here as artists; our hearts the beating carnage of sacrificial tribute.

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Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Alexa, thank you for another thorough review and sharing your thoughts. You so often capture the th.. read more
Alexa Apothic Red

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You're always welcome! It's my pleasure to read and give thoughts on your pieces!! You're such a gre.. read more



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-Neat and thoughtful
We are unaware of the dark secrets of afterlife. We dwindle and loosely hang on a fragile rope between success and failure.
Pure poem.
Well penned ^_^

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Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Thank you. I appreciate you taking time to read and share your thoughts.
The cliff’s jagged edge,
nature’s knife
severing finite fibers

the picture you painted of human kind hanging on the the rope, yet it slipping away due to the wear and tear... mmm nicely done :)

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Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Thanks very much! I always enjoy your reviews. Much appreciated!
Galadriel

1 Day Ago

:) i always feel am hanging off the cliff... just a miss and am no more... :) kind of scary thought... read more
Your words hit home for me - hanging on to hope. Sometimes it's all we have, and sometimes all we need when we are hanging off that jagged cliffs edge. It's a pleasure to read your work :) Julie

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Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Thank you, Julie. It's easier to write from personal experience, and I have plenty of that in this .. read more
dear Robert ... leaps of faith ... hanging on... can be a blessing along the way... truly a poem of inspiring hope eternal. truly, Pat

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Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Thank you, Pat. I appreciate your kind review.
This is a really great piece that conveys so much of the shared human condition...

I love the vivid imagery you put on display here; it so appropriately depicts the level of haunting within and without us.. so much is daunting and pointing out our failures and weaknesses.. can we actually cross that damn fraying, worn rope that is the path of our life? And how much of this wreckage did we create ourselves that could have been avoided?? Then comes the guilt and shame...

Life by leaps of faith (at first I read "heaps" which could be fitting too because it takes a crapload of leaping faith into the unknown to just blindly step into the future and hope for the best of things.. what do we know??) but yes, life does go on as we take stabs at these glimmers of faith and hope, not really sure of any guaranteed outcomes..

Or death by a thousand cuts.. yes at the sharp edge of these cliffs, the precipices of our crossroads, we can surely meet our own demise. And oh, the pain, to have leapt only to have all hopes dashed and be slayed by our own doing.. what doom..

I love the dichotomy in this piece.. the play on the opposites.. because just as it gives the opportunity to experience hope, it also paints the utterly despairing alternative.. both are inevitable, but without taking a leap of faith, what will we ever truly know or experience?? As writers, I argue that we ought to live vividly and walk through every facet of the human condition. We were placed here as artists; our hearts the beating carnage of sacrificial tribute.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Ray

1 Day Ago

Alexa, thank you for another thorough review and sharing your thoughts. You so often capture the th.. read more
Alexa Apothic Red

1 Day Ago

You're always welcome! It's my pleasure to read and give thoughts on your pieces!! You're such a gre.. read more
I love the image of hanging onto hope. No matter how dark our lives get there is always something to hang onto, something that can save us from the despair we may feel. This poem is straight to the point but at the same time it reads so well and really gets its message across. Nice!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Ray

3 Days Ago

Thanks very much for your time and your kind words.
Hope is a precious thing to hold on to.it helps us face down demons and see through darkness personal and otherwise.great observation of human spirit

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Robert Ray

3 Days Ago

Thanks, KC. I appreciate you taking a few minutes to read and comment on this one. Always apprecia.. read more
You captured what I call the daily grind. At least that's the way I read this struggle. Each day can take a piece of you leaving one to wonder what happens next. Throw your hands up and say what else do you got for me? Nice work. I like it.

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Robert Ray

3 Days Ago

Thank you! Good interpretation. I appreciate you taking time to review this one.
duff

3 Days Ago

You are so welcome my friend
This had awesome flow.The words you chose to use were brilliant." cliff's jagged edge nature's knife."
I like to feel when I am reading and this leaves me feeling uncomfortable for sure. So, this being said I loved it.

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Robert Ray

3 Days Ago

Thank you, Diane! I apologize for the delayed response. I appreciate your kind words.
Your artistry as a poet shines through here, Robert!

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Robert Ray

3 Days Ago

Thank you, Kelly. I appreciate you taking time to read and comment.

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