SHOCKED QUARTZ

I am the verse that blocks your urge

To end this pain that is your life

I can't erase the woes you've felt

Yet here I stand, old obdurate

This age of adamantine will

To make you blink, perchance to think

Each life comprises hidden realms

New ways to be, fresh things to see

That pain is not a permanence

Nor one that you must die to lance

I am the line that blocks your urge

To end your life with death to merge

I am the word that brings you back

To love, the verb, your future track

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

Reading this poem brought feelings of sadness, because it instantly reminded me of an old friend who sadly took his own life, almost 24 years ago. He had been a good friend since childhood, and I had no idea how sad and desperate he had become. None of us seemed to read the signs. He lived alone, and he hanged himself in his stairwell. He was found by his sister (who had a key) when she unlocked his front door, after days of not hearing from him. So sad. I still think of him every single day.

[R J Askew]

Thank you very much for your review, Robert. I reckon your sense of sadness is shared by a great many people who have lost someone to suicide in the way you describe, alone and more troubled than any around them every know. You keep him alive with your recollections of him. Remember the good times from childhood. Ron.

[Robert Haigh]

Thanks Ron. Yes, his memory lives on.

[Neville]

Every now and again, I come across words that leave me near speechless .. actually, they dont leave me at all, they just kind of linger, enticingly .. either begging or daring me to visit them again .. This, has your literary DNA running write through it and is a fine example of the kind of words I am struggling to adequately explain .. Tis damn good though Ron.

:) Neville

[Ladysue]

‘the line that blocks your urge’ sounds like a voice of reason. I agree with SM Davis, you have not lost your touch..

[SM Davis]

I’ve read this several times over the past weeks. Each time I’ve clicked away unsure what to say but feeling better in my head every time. You’ve not lost your touch.