Light in the Darkness

butchiesmom · 11-06-2006, 10:52 PM

Looking up through the darkness,
the sun shines in clear skies.
Reaching for its healing light,
I slide back to the bottom.

Sitting here in the darkness,
tears and sadness prevail.
Crying here at the bottom,
its echoes thought unheeded.

Living in the darkness,
the light beckons me.
Climbing rung after rung,
reaching out for help.

Cries in the darkness heeded,
friends waited with understanding.
To make my way out of darkness,
I had to climb out myself.

birdie · 11-07-2006, 02:28 AM

I like that

MsJacquiiC · 11-07-2006, 03:22 AM

The Following Text Is Quoted:

To make my way out of darkness,
I had to climb out myself.

WOW! - "Times like these that try mens' hearts..." - quote comes to mind when reading your poem.

Hey BUTCHIESMOM - This poem really reads well - the repetition "...darkness..." works just beautifully... It's such a dark poem, but in such times I like to think that there indeed is a light at the end... (((I know! Dreadful cliche)))

At anyrate - you approach the subject matter with originality - Your poem speaks of strength AND I like that.

Thanx for sharing,

Jacquii.

lanaia74 · 11-07-2006, 04:19 AM

Totally AWESOME!

butchiesmom · 11-07-2006, 01:09 PM

Thank you all for your kind comments! It's my view of coming back from deep depression.
Gail

NeyNey · 11-07-2006, 04:18 PM

And what a view it is.
Very inspiring...and very strong in emotion.
Good job.

Echoes · 11-09-2006, 09:05 AM

vivid imagery in this write, well-expressed

butchiesmom · 11-09-2006, 10:32 AM

Thank you, neyney and echoes! I appreciate your comments.
Gail

Abae · 11-09-2006, 05:47 PM

Inspiring,
Creative,
Well...........spoken from the heart to the mind.

PaintedDiary · 11-12-2006, 09:49 AM

Dear Butchiesmom,

Wow!!!!! This is the first poem of yours that I read, and such an amazing read it was. One could actually feel the journey, the darkness, and the craving to be free. This was excellent. The culmination at the end was very profound! This came from way down deep of the abyss of your being, and expressed ever so eloquently.

To make my way out of darkness,
I had to climb out myself.

Ooohhhhh how wonderfully executed this is. I am on the lookout for more from you. Bravo dear poet, Bravo!!

Painted