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A Poem by joshua deathdealer
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07/2012

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                                         if I can conquer the darkness of a lifetime
                                        can I not reach beyond the stars in faith
and take a hold of the reins that guide 
all these untouchable things

                                         using my gifts within to shape a new day
                                        am I able to rebuild or is it just a waste
due to the strain of a mediocre life 
seemingly impossible to overcome 

                                                                     is that not doubt

© 2012 joshua deathdealer


Author's Note

joshua deathdealer
"But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt,
because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea,
blown and tossed by the wind." James 1:6

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Dear joshua deathdealer,

I like the first two lines because they are dramatic and like a paradox as they run parallel to one another. I wonder why it went downhill. How come you ended it in such frailty? It went from power to powerless, hope to doubt. Interesting, maybe you meant is that way. I read over and I ponder if the author has shaped the poem in the lines of his mind and the scripture, "being like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind." I wonder if the position of the stanza symbolize the sway.

However, this line, I do not understand, "and take a hold of the reins that guide all these untouchable things." These two I don't understand either, "using my gifts within to shape a new day/am I able to rebuild or is it just a waste." Or you know what maybe it's like a contemplation of wills. I don't know. That's my view.

Thanks for sharing!

Sincerely Livana Lowell (LL)

God bless

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

joshua deathdealer

12 Years Ago

This poem is the questioning of something that I already know is possible. Therefor the sway in the .. read more



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The poem is amazing. You open the door to thoughts and questions. Faith is all we have sometimes. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

amazing piece

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think you're right, it is doubt. What great insightfulness put to pen.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i like it

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's natural for us to doubt, no matter what experiences we've had, because we've all had times where we've felt like God's not there. But I don't think that's doubt in God, I think thats just doubt in your strength. We all worry that we are not strong enough to do whatever it is we are called to do. Or maybe its just me, but anyway, I understand how you feel here.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is simply extraordinary. The form and cadence is flawless.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

great job once more. i love your poems. keep writing!! :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You must have seen first the deepest or darkest doom, before new things, can open in light, or will bloom. This one speaks to me so much! I loved it.
All the wonders, are thought out, yet natural be puzzled :)

E.L.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Perfectly titled. A cataclysmic intersection of supernatural contemplation and exercise.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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