Slightly downbeat in mood,
Buoyancy deflated for now.
Bright lights blinding
sense,
Distortion grasps the images.
Pulsating pains jab and
jive,
Temples stress to contain.
Cowering close to a
finality,
Hope sits on faraway
horizons.
Tomorrow is beyond
tolerance,
Despair twists a sad conscience.
Salty tears slide in their
freedom,
Nothingness is the only
company.
Decisions hover in a place
of limbo,
Consequences await next
actions.
Notes of time edge to the
surface,
A conscience touched in a
moment.
Down but not beyond temptation,
A helping hand steadies resilience.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 29/10/2014
Poetry Jam Prompt: ‘Broken.’
http://poetryjaam.blogspot.co.uk/2014/10/broken.html
Yes fragile and a bit broken. I think your poem goes to a similar place as mine did. Yours is very well done.
ReplyDeleteyikes....afraid to move for what the next decision might bring....thank goodness for those helping hands that come along to lift us up
ReplyDeleteWe often forget how hard life can be on a daily basis for some, I think. Despair reigns more than hope. So true that a helping hand can make a big difference....letting the down-hearted know that someone cares. Good to see you, Eileen! You were missed.
ReplyDeleteReaching out does not have to be complicated but will be worth it if it makes a difference for a homeless or broken person.
ReplyDeleteexcellent work
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A helping hand steadies resilience.
ReplyDeleteYes, one certainly needs that stability. If only it is given readily! Great word craft Eileen!
Hank
Thank god for those helping hands in times like these, Eileen.
ReplyDeleteThis really makes you think and look at life through other eyes. Thought provoking poem.
ReplyDeleteyour lines perfectly describe my State where i live in India only without those helping hands...sigh..
ReplyDeleteyou've weaved a wonderfully written tale of sadness and deprivation. love it!
ReplyDeleteWe all know about jabbing and jiving pain when we're sad. This poem speaks to the familiar in a unique way. Nice response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteWonderful words. A really well crafted, thoughtful piece.
ReplyDeleteA place we all come to sometime in life...fragile and raw. A wonderful and poignant write Eileen!
ReplyDeleteIndeed, a helping hand can so often prevent our shattering into a million pieces. Lovely write, Eileen.
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