The Healing Chamber

An expanded and edited version, of my poetical response, to Rudi's "My house". http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Rudi/1450355/

Within this room
Which I claim
For myself.

Are the aches
And pains
Tucked away
From everyone else.

Where

Healing is allowed
Its own room
To engage
In its time consuming art.

Away from
The spotlight
Of everyday life.

Going
At its own pace
Knowing
It can't be rushed.

Or else
All is doomed
To failure
And death.

A lesson learned

The hard way

In pushing

For something

Before its time.

Which

Almost threw me

From this plane

Before I realized it.

Like a Tsunami

Coming from

A great distance. 

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

I love this response, and I love the way it glides so effortlessly in one thought.

[therisa]

Thank you, very much, KL. It just flowed, when I started writing, needing very little time spent on editing. Not I spent a lot, on editing. Preferring, to let my thoughts, never sure, what I will end up, with.

[Ana B.]

very deep meaning here. We each need our space to heal our wounds.....its liberating if we find a person who understands that. I'm glad i stopped by :)

[therisa]

Thank you, Ana. For too many years, I hide my abusive past, between mental walls, in my mind, until an extreme panic attack, caused them, to collapse, on August 14, 2014, while riding the subway, during rush hour.

[Ana B.]

oh my God! I hope all is well with you now....

[therisa]

Am slowly healing. As some days, are better than others. Thank you, Ana, for your concern. Many of my poems are reflective of my struggles and hopes. Often carrying a darkness, of what I have experience.