Tearing Down the Walls

Tearing Down the Walls

 

Emotional bricks

shattered like the

twin towers

ferociously 
laid to waste


marking the spot


where after so many 
years and fears


the walls built to 
protect the ever-frightened
 child

were ripped down

 

How many times

I chose to pay my dues

in the precious light laden

currency of spirit

only to be fooled

into believing in a

chimera of safe harbor

deep within those walls

 

so often the bat

so seldom the feather

and unbeknownst to me

stuck in place

the only step

embraced by that dance

 

I can stand up now

on creaky knees and

smell the sweet new morning

wafting gently toward me

high above the rubble of

yesterday’s self-destruction

still, better late than never

Reviews

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What a beautiful spirit you have, Rubie :) A foundation clearly still in tact for rebuilding. Bravo!

[rubie]

Thank you lynn. I always like to remain optimistic about such things.

[Miss Sharon]

Bravo! Beautiful metaphor and so superbly written. I like your style girl! ~Sharon

[rubie]

Thank you so much for the visit and the kind review!

[Miss Sharon]

You are so welcome my dear! ~SP

[sereenaoutloud]

oh wow, this is so strong it makes an impact.
We put up all these wall to protect ourselves, our hearts thinking they will protect us but to be so protected means also letting no love or light in!

This really does make you think !
Great piece! :)

[rubie]

Thank you so much for your kind review. Much appreciate the visits!

[jeannemarie coulter]

into believing in a
chimera of safe harbor
deep within those walls

these lines really tore at me...part of my "chimera of safe harbor" was a grandfather who molested me until i learned to cry so loud he became afraid my family would hear and no longer be able to ignore what he did...lord how it hurt and i buried it so deep it took more than 25 years to look at it and weep for all that was lost and the cost...and the old man was dead by then...

[rubie]

Thank you so much for sharing your deeply personal and profoundly tragic experiences. I am sorry you endured such pain, and I hope there was something in my poem that brought you peace and comfort.

[jeannemarie coulter]

it brought a form of understanding a little more about what was lost...each time i look again at the damage done i heal a little more...thus you helped

[rubie]

Good to know...

[~]

Wow, the strong and potent walls of protection. Who doesn't have them? And they are not wrong, just sometimes we get wronged by the right one..

[rubie]

Very well said, moonskittles!!!
Thank you for your review!! :)

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Love the format of this piece, Rubie... there is such an intensity to the first three stanzas that I felt the pressure in my chest increasing...i experienced the emotional crash with those fallen bricks; felt foolish believing those walls would provide safety; sensed that life brought hard times too often and not enough sweet moments... until... that last stanza which alleviated the stress and anxiety of the self destruction... how elegantly you pen the coming of a new day, better late than never... love this!

[rubie]

Love your review of this one! I'm so glad it spoke to you this way.

Thanks so much for the kind words.

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It really moved me, Rubie... you are always welcome, my friend!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, better late than never....but those walls build up so solidly, it takes a major attack of trust to bring them down.

[rubie]

indeed it does.

thank you for your kind words, jacob