In a Cave

A Poem about consoling someone in pain the best way you know how.

 

I see the unseen

knife twist in your gut.

 

It slices into me as well,

a pale shadow to yours,

but I feel it just the same.

 

If I could take it all I would,

to eliminate what you feel.

from sunrise to sunset.

 

I admire your strength,

I cry at times

I love it so.

 

Your torments deserve accolades but instead you

just get more of the same pain

day after day.

 

I wish I could name your enemy,

put form to the intangible,

call out your pain to the floor

and wrestle into submission.

 

I dream of being a knight,

riding out to the field to slay the dragon

that breathes its fire into you

from afar.

I would cut off its head and stab it

through its evil heart.

 

But your pain is hidden,

in a dark cave it dwells deep.

I have no torch bright enough

to enter its depths to pull the

foul beast out.

 

So I will sit,

I will watch,

I will console

The night with you

next to the fire in your embrace.

 

and I will simply wait.

 

 

By Philip Wardlow 2012

Reviews

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~ i know this feeling so well... you articulated it brilliantly... extremely powerful and moving poetry...

[Philip Wardlow]

Thanks Sera...I try...:)

[Dalia]

wow, this poem shows sincere feelings indeed, good choice of words, well-penned

[Philip Wardlow]

Thanks Dalia...that means alot I am very glad you like it...

[Dalia]

welcome