Sunday, October 17, 2010

Again (For Poetry Pantry)
I've been hobbled at times
Walked with twisted limbs, tripped on unmended soles
I've been hampered on days with the weight of worry,
bending my spirit like trees in winter wind
This snow lays cold when a weakness comes
Then I feel deeply as I struggle to the waiting Spring,
When I am fiery, strong again


Old Ollie said...

The weight of worry - it is time for that to go - cheers S.Q.

Old Ollie

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wow, I DEFINATELY relate to this poem, S.Q. The weight of worry.......hampered, bent.......only without the hope of getting stronger next spring:) SUCH a well done poem and read the others listed below as well. Remarkable poems. Good work!

flaubert said...

Nicely said.

dasuntoucha said...

Seasons due tend to renew don't they...felt.

Jingle said...

normal worries,
get over it by writing a poem like this.
fabulous flow.

Juice Box said...

It is a coincidence! Strange. :)Though I like they way you portrayed the bending trees much better.

Systematic Weasel said...

SC, the weight of worry can be a heavy one; something many can relate to. Very well written post! =)


Human Paradox said...

I can relate to this. Winter sucks. eh, whaddaya gonna do?

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is a very emotive piece. i always love poems which link human emotion to the seasons and you've done it so well.

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Giovanni said...

I really like your poetry...wonderful imagery.