Words

I gathered my words and went to the wall.  

I threw one at each brick, but it still didn't fall.  

I laid on the floor, and gathered some more.

At myself these were thrown; I'd given up on the door.  

The pain put me out, and I had nothing to say,

but then I woke up - and faced a new day.

The destination was sure, and my words had returned,

These words were so good, the wall would be burned!  

I gathered my words, and went to the wall.

I placed one on each brick, and I lighted them all.

One thousand duds, and the wall stood stronger.

I laid on the floor, and gathered words longer.  

These words were poison, and I fell very ill,

And yet I woke up to face a new day still.

I went to the wall, without a single word.

They would come later, however absurd.  

I knew it was time to silently face all the fears,

that had become a brick wall over the years.   

Reviews

[FIN]

204 views and one review...? Come on people, show some love, critique, converse..

This as well, was wonderfully composed; painted sturdy visuals in my mind, and told of what many people face, or rather, try to avoid facing by playing with words. All the while keeping the story, in-line with its pace and expression.

Beautiful ending. Capturing the true essence of evolution.

"Facing the brick wall."

Congratulations,

I'm in awe, thus far,

Much love,

LR

[Brian Kraklau]

dam dude... that was so deep... it's somewhat revealing as to the person you hold within yourself. I can say I saw it however much you hid your inner torment. In the short time I've come to know you, I"ve come to a great respect to the person you are. Keep writing, man, I'll keep reading...

[Adam Light]

Thank you, Brian. I'm glad to report that writing this poem was a very positive thing for me; I've changed for the better. There will be more to come.