when our words run

old words

 

I remember you

your whispered half-questions

resembling the thoughts I almost had

on another cloudy day.

Your honest words filled me,

tempted me into flights of

unexplored consciousness

and step by step I ventured

farther from my own locked doors.

I wandered out alone

into bright, dead-of-day streets

full of my own possibilities

seized by my own fallibilities.

Some days I will meet the gaze

of the demons that haunt this world

but on others

when my self-fed fears are too much

I may need you to walk beside me.

Take my hand.

Your words are my strength.

Your strength is my hope.

My hope is your redemption.

We will save one another.

Reviews

[jcarlson33]

I think there is some striking symbolism in the "dead-of-day" line. Overall, the rhythm is incredibly immersive while still being broken up by the lines. "And step by step I ventured
farther from my own locked doors."
Something about that line really gives a nice brisk rhythm. Part of this poem seems like a biting angst within the speaker competing with the outer source of strength from a loved one. Well done.

[Emily B]

Thank you!

[Dane Osborne]

Solitude from the crowd is what we wish for but company to fill the gap is what we pray for.

[Tarry Franck]

Some days I will meet the gaze
of the demons that haunt this world
but on others
when my self-fed fears are too much
I may need you to walk beside me.

This is wonderfully written!! I so enjoyed reading it!! Very well done!!!

[FJ Davis]

68 reviews! I don't know 68 people.
Wise philosophy; inspiring sentiments.
An exceptional, heartwarming offering.

[John Fitzgerald]

wrestling with the never-satisfied gods, then boom! your words are my strength/Your strength is my hope/My hope is your redemption.
We will save one another. excellent!

[r. f. jordan]

tremendous depth, talent, meaning, complexity, and simplicity to this piece.

"full of my own possibilities
seized by my own fallibilities."

To be both is to be human: flawed and limitless.

[WhiteWillow]

Even the ones who enjoy solitude need a companion from time to time. More often than they can to admit, I'm sure. Beautifully rendered piece.

[Ken Simm.]

This is the muse and it is sometimes very frightening, sometimes as near and as knowing as the wind on your face.

[Ashton Blake]

this is a good poem. does fallibilities mean faults?
i hope i can save somebody someday.

[Leslie Philibert]

Another cracker from Emily,who is writing better and better all the time, who employs simple words to transport complex ideas and feelings.Great.

[Donald Meikle]

Words fail me sometimes as i too stumble through life. You help.