I am guest posting today over at Adam’s blog, The Dependent Independent. Please head on over and join me for a poem. Thank you!
I was honored by Adam’s request to guest post with a poem. I don’t write poetry too often, but I like the challenge. Here, I have attempted to write in the Italian terzanelle form (with only slight cheating). I hope you enjoy it. Thank you. – Amy from The Bumble Files
Slipping
Where there’s light, there’s dark—
in the middle toils a tangled mind,
slipping, hiding, gasping,
Will I ever be enough?
Slipping away inside her head,
in the middle toils a tangled mind.
White, chalky tablets fill her hand,
her bright smile hides her dull eyes.
Slipping away inside of her head,
strength enough for everyone except herself,
Christmas baskets clog the decor.
Her bright smile hides her dull eyes,
pills distill antiseptic smells,
its rotting memories no one claims.
Christmas baskets clog the decor,
but no one says anything.
Where there’s light, there’s dark
lurking, wrestling with grace,
slipping, falling, grasping.
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I think you captured the angst beautifully. “Strength enough for everyone except herself”—Ah yes, something many people can likely relate to.
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Thanks, Carrie. It’s easier sometimes around people to fake it. Sometimes, it’s not until you are alone that you realize you need to lean on someone. I appreciate your comments.
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You’re brave. All I’ve ever done is post poetry from published authors. Proven talents. I’d never have the guts to try and write something myself. You have big, brass ovaries.
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Thank you/ I have never received praise quite like that, Mark. My ovaries thank you. I have no doubt you could do it, too! Yes, you could.
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The SPIRIT is willing but the FLESH is WEAK.
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“Wrestling with grace . . .” The story of my life. Beautiful work, Amy. Need to read this a few more times so I can ingest every word.
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Thank you, Anka. Isn’t that the truth…wrestling with grace. Your words mean a lot to me and thanks for spending the time. 🙂
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You captured an important aspect of life. … well done! ,,, and a reason for a celebratory wine toast!
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Thanks again, Frank! Thanks for the read. I’ll never pass up a reason to toast with wine! Cheers!
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You should post more poetry, Amy.
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Thanks, Audra. I think I will. Thanks for your encouragement!
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Do it, dudette
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Where there’s light, there’s dark—
in the middle toils a tangled mind,
slipping, hiding, gasping,
Excellent opening, Amy. Audra’s right. You have a knack for this.
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Thanks, V. I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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