Monday, October 08, 2012

I have a surprise for Poetry Friday!

I made a video for Poetry Friday.  Below the video I've printed the actual poem.  Check back tomorrow for this week's Pins and Pearls and a word for this Friday's poems!




Indecision

Desperation seeps in
on the morning smog
smashing into my shelter
where the tears of ghosts stain my window
and the marrow goes cold.
Indecision, a petrifying foe.
There is sedition in
the ranks of my strength:
confidence cowered away
self-assurance unhinged and trembled
courage
courage fully betrayed
groveling on the floor
begging for sanctuary behind convenient
pillars of panic and passive inertia.
This killing is quiet.
Softly was beaten by a stick.
The slow melt into
the crack and groan of weakened bones
the agonizing slide
the free-hang over and
clambering to. To emerge
triumphant
would require a backbone
where atrophy set in.
To reach
always it's about the reach.
To concoct a refurbished future
somehow a fresh foot in. 

1 comment:

jaded said...

Transition is tough. On some level, Life seems to be one state of transition followed by another,. I makes me wonder how long humans would be able to survive without change...or if we would ever adapt.