I blinked for a second and darkness took over my life and pointed me in the direction of a dark massive area littered with destruction and debris and threw everything that bloomed within me at death's door.
The injury from the fall cut deep and badly bruised me
No matter how I tried, the darkness had it's hand on my back, pushing me down and down adding to the pain until I became infected and too weak to fight back.
I was battered and hurt with nothing but my own tears for water - and they burned like acid
Sleep was my only rescue.
I dreamed that the darkness had reigned far too long
I knew that somewhere down in my soul the sun was shining and all I had to do was reach out and grab it, and together we would burn away the darkness
The destruction and debris would dissapate. My bruises and cuts would heal, and in it's place would be my life - my soul.
I had the strength to rise up, but I felt that hand on my back again pushing me down, further this time as if to say
"I'm in charge here, and you have no right to dream"
I knew that somewhere down in my soul the sun was shining and all I had to do was reach out and grab it, and together we would burn away the darkness .....been there too,and still strugling to let go
Love
Tinka
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2003
Wow what an interesting and scary look at the world thsi was a really great poem nice job
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2003
I think you exposed a nerve. Very good.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2003
Have you been living my life?? Powerful poem. But you and I are strong women, my friend, we will never let go of our dreams.
"I had the strength to rise up, but I felt that hand on my back again pushing me down, further this time as if to say
"I'm in charge here, and you have no right to dream"
Oh Boy can I relate to this! Push back up against that hand with all that you have, and take your dreams back! Our inner demons give the illusion of strength, but we our much stronger then them!
Oh that old darkness!
Hope it can be shaken..
Well written........
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on February 2, 2003
Marilyn, you are my sunlight, my star and you shinne so brighly for me and for everyone. Nothing can or will keep you down and oppressed. Your love and energy will help you rise above any obstacle. And thank you so much for reading "Let Freedom Ring" ... I knew youu wouldn't abandon me forever. Bill
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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Love Chrissie
"I had the strength to rise up, but I felt that hand on my back again pushing me down, further this time as if to say
"I'm in charge here, and you have no right to dream"
Oh Boy can I relate to this! Push back up against that hand with all that you have, and take your dreams back! Our inner demons give the illusion of strength, but we our much stronger then them!
Very introspective, and very effective write!
Hugs,
Maria
Wonderful write!
~ Dee
Hope it can be shaken..
Well written........
empty. Beautiful write Marilyn