Emotions Echo

an attempt at prose - I really have no idea what I am doing so if any of you know anything about this writing style - I would be happy to hear your thoughts :) XX

Eyes open wide awake, middle of the night 2:04am to be exact. Roused from sleep by the continual, unwilling to cease echo of emotions vibrating criss cross, cross criss through the mountain of thought daring me to come climb solo. No ropes, across rocky terrain, sheer cliff faces, crevasses calling out, up from deep within the void of the mountainous underbelly. Never being one to look a challenge in the face, turn and walk away, I start the climb. The thoughts, of you, always of you, flood my mind as I slip, fall into a rushing rapid of water the mountain placed in my way. You are drenching me, I am drowning. Push and fight with little reserve. Surface, gasp, swim away once more. The mountains are laughing, parroting the denial I refuse to face. The mountains know the secrets of echoing emotions, a lesson I attempt to learn. I stumble on, for we must always progress forward, even with the last exhale from our lungs, the last view, the last thought, the last vibration of shattered memory entrusted only to you.

Reviews

[Deuces]

Metaphor at its finest. Life, love... it's all pursued via rugged terrain. Magnificent visuals and your passion to overcome fear is heard. Awesome.

[KWP]

hello there - I do thank you for stopping by - "wheeee" - see how it makes me feel :D !!! cheers XX

[Deuces]

My pleasure, my friend. Your pen is still great.

[Emily]

Nice wording!
Well done!!

[sereenaoutloud]

Wow this is brilliant writing , the imagery it so clear. I love the struggle in the water, being drenched as the mountains laugh Like they have this little secret you have yet to discover ! Love it girlie!!

[R Smith]

quite a journey for an Aussie girl, i'm thinking its an inward trip and this writing style seems to suit you, you're more than a match for any mountains or rapids so though you may stumble i bet you reach the summit of yourself or the you :)

[Valentine]

Very nice write. Are you sure this is your first attempt at this style of writing? Valentine

[KWP]

To be honest - I don't even know what prose means - I am going to look it up right now XX

[KWP]

well - it's that simple - gawd - how daft I be :) XX

[MsJewel]

This is so beautifully written. It's hard to believe it is your first attempt at prose. The images you create are vivid and your words are powerful. Wonderful writing and a delight to read.

:) Julie

[KWP]

oh how to inspire a gal - thanks so much Julie - may even give it another attempt !

[613]

These words are so powerful. Now THIS is writing.

- Brittney

[KWP]

inspired I thank you lovely one XX

[613]

You're welcome! I look forward to reading more of your work in the future!

[emmajoy]

' The mountains are laughing, parroting the denial I refuse to face.' Such power in those words, made me gasp!

Night has its way of making one's spirit fly far further than perhaps it wants. Thought bashes and clashes with sleep until it comes to a sort of conclusion.. That takes so much effort, courage, maybe self.denial.

Your words are a little bewildering at times. In places they're deeply emotional yet tinged with physical extremes, then seem to reinvent themselves in layers which, I guess, create metaphors ripe for individual thoughts from the reader. ' .. as I slip, fall into a rushing rapid of water the mountain placed in my way. You are drenching me, I am drowning. '

Panic in poetry.. so finely written.

(Had to tidy parts of my review, was such a mess.. so sorry. )

[KWP]

Hey You - I want to thank you for spending your time on this one - it means more than you can know - it shows me I may possibly be on the right track - I laugh when you say my words are a little bewildering at times - haha - I guess you are right - to see reality through the eyes of another - not always easy - but to put on paper words to ignite - inspire - to encourage deeper thought - to crate the most articulate image with words - that's where I wish to be :)

thanks again

[emmajoy]

Believe me, you're a mere breath away!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

in my sleep, i climb towards the poems...memories that awaken me at the edge of the cliff...and then i start writing and fall off. or jump.

[B]

What a very interesting piece
It takes me around and back again to the starting point

Lovely