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!

[mysticgmekeepr]

Take my hand.....................

[Phibby Venable]

this is very lovely, emily, like a deep, quiet promise.

[Omily]

"Take my hand.
Your words are my strength.
Your strength is my hope.
My hope is your redemption.
We will save one another."

That is brilliant, beautiful, and powerful poetry.

[An Ordinary Woman]

I love your old words. Wow. How lovely.

I loved the flow of it, the last lines to seal it up so nicely with other answers of the universe. Just wonderful Emily

[THERISA]

Reading this poem, i feel my soul, undergoing a cathartic moment of healing. Rarely have many poems moved me, like your poem has. Thank you.

[MagiCrystal]

This is like a prayer of hope..and also a longing for love..Loneliness and sadness.
So true... that.. makes me feel my soul naked, I feel the fear on your words.
A hand is a good comfort in times of need...I take your hand and I say
your poem is so deep and so honest..redemption is the best part..
To say one another.. Love it so pure.. Bravo!

[Touché Armada]

when our words run

I have a butterfly net to chase them down and fly paper if that fails, sticky stuff it is.

[Ed Hart]

you climbed a mountain with this one...

[Coyote Poetry]

Such a beauty and gentleness in your words. A excellent poem. So many strong lines. Ending left me with hope.
Coyote