Whisperings - a new poem | Arthritis Information

When I read of other's struggles, it draws me inwards to reflect on my own journey. At times, it has been really hard, despair and frustration are a constant companion. I'm not by nature a pessimistic person but it is best to engage and embrace those feelings before moving on, or they will constantly return to weigh down your spirit. I write to flush out my deepest feelings...the words flow easier in a poem, from a deeper, darker place. Fortunately, those deep, dark places are also a source of strength and encouragement...to win a battle is to be better prepared for the next engagement, and this disease is a constant battle for most of us, unrelenting and often cruel. I hope and pray these whisperings will be a source of strength for you, as they have been for me.

Alan

Whisperings

By Alan Duncan

I whisper the night from darkness to light,

Expunging fantasies of shadowy fright

That burrowed into conscious shadows,

Adrift on dreaming current flows.

I whisper my life to suffer strife,

Wounded by a cold, blood dipped knife

That cuts through strings of heart’s desires

And quenches the hope my soul inspires.

I whisper to seize my memories,

A haunting image of hope that flees

To a darkened past that grows faint,

Held fast by the shackles of fear’s restraint.

I whisper the dreams to silence the screams,

A cacophony of noise that seems

To blot out joy and ecstasy

Stranding my soul on a storm tossed sea.

I whisper my mind to seek and find

The key to unlock the demons that bind

My heart from grasping an epiphany

In the soothing notes of nature’s symphony.

I whisper my heart, murky waters to part,

Lifelines of braided hopes impart

A nurturing touch of divine powers

That lift my soul to heights of lofty towers.

I whisper eternity to embrace me,

To sanctify my will to be

Created for judgment by life’s cruel test

And find in grace eternal rest.

Very nice Allan, you are a deep thinker..
I welcome your thoughts and your desire to share.

When I read your poem and the writings of others along with images,
I have a sense of collaboration in furture endeavor.

I see song, music, writings, and imagery combined to help, sooth, and encourage others.

Just speaking as thought flows through the mind to action on the keyboard.
Alan, it was your post of a poem somewhere else and you mentioned this site, and that's how I arrived here. Thank you, and this one I think is one of your best. CathyA coffee table book from the RA community.

Hmm!, some thought is needed.

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