The Sunday Muse: #178
Softly thudding hours
move on tight wires
each hour a painful step
holding life at a standstill
fear grips
at every waking moment
will there be a tomorrow
or silent hands in flight
the precipice
in sight and thoughts
resonates silently
to be or not to be
how easy it would be
to take the leap
and end this restlessness
in one silent moment of faith.
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Don't do it, mister! He does look a picture of either exhaustion or misery though, doesn't he?
ReplyDeletePerception, Shay :) .. Maybe depression has another name called exhaustion or misery :)
DeleteSuccumbing to adject misery, naught left but a leap of faith!
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Faith makes it bearable. Thank you, Bev :)
DeleteSometimes our own thoughts can hold us back in every way. Glad to see you at the Muse Sunita! Have a lovely weekend!
ReplyDeleteYes, thoughts can be destructive and constructive too. Thank you, Carrie :)
DeletePerhaps he needs someone to gently pull him away from the precipice?
ReplyDeleteOnly he can do it. To control a wandering mind is not easy. :)
DeleteI find it interesting--the "moment of faith" twists the precipice for me into commitment to something that might not be destruction but will be change.
ReplyDeleteYou got it right, Chrissa. Human mind is so complex that any decision can change the course of life.
DeleteIt’s sad that some come so close to the precipice and actually jump but their leap of faith is in their self destruction.
ReplyDeleteYou captured the agony of this decision making with your words.
Very true, Myrna. That last minute decision makes a difference.
DeleteYou have mind-melded and looked into the soul of this dejected young man. I like your use of enjambment and how you home in on his stream of consciousness. I can see this as connected to life in general or to the pandemic and probably both.
ReplyDeleteLisa, I really liked your analysis. I also learned that this running thoughts of mine has a poetic form...enjambment! A first time for me. Thank you very much for the new word. This pandemic has been a real teacher and has added many angles to the thought process.
DeleteYour poetry compliments the image beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Helen :)
DeleteFear can hold one back from truly experiencing life.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Thank you for passing by :)
DeleteSeems as if you have captured the soul of a man in agony.
ReplyDeleteI hope so. Thank you :)
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