For Creativity Challenge: Day 1 subject is fear
I am afraid. Feel tremble
of earth beneath me, aware
as it seeps upward through
soles of feet, then climbs
Air is dark, heavy as lungs
work ever harder to take it in.
Mind opens door to imagination
which rushes in and shouts,
Then realization kicks in, reminding
me that I am an old woman, barely
able to walk without a cane,
and then only slowly and with
Look around. See unknown stranger
standing next to me. Slowly turns
and I see my own fear reflected
in rounded eyes. Reaches out hand,
We stand together, facing into
unknown, holding on to one
another, both afraid, yet knowing
that a fear shared is a fear
Elizabeth Crawford 11/21/2016
I had the impression of a mirror, but was glad for the sturdiness of hands.
YES! I love this and wrote something along the same lines. Awesome, Elizabeth. It feels good to be writing about this in response.
Elizabeth – this was profound and beautiful! Loved this.
Love this, Elizabeth.
Amen. My poem covers the same territory. “GRAB”!