Friday, April 6, 2012

F is For Fear

I am words whispering in the wind
I am chills that inhabit the dark, buried
I am the monster reflected in the looking glass
I am fiendish words twisted

I am eyes of darkness, stalking silently
I am a heart beating a staccato rhythm
I am secrets hidden in your memories
I am shadows of your dark side

I am screams splintering the silence 
I am the sound of a round being chambered.
I am a single night of violence, repeated
I am secrets hidden in your memories

I am green slime oozing up from fissures of distrust
I am rapacious thoughts chained with rusty links
I am vindictive words that cut to the bone
I am resentment that plots revenge

I am memories imprisoned breaking free.
I am disorientation, stirring shadows, panic
I am isolation, confusion
I am secrets hidden in your memories

I am a family photo and no recognition
I am estrangement that accepts no responsibility.
I am a memento wired with mental land-mines.

I am a demon, my name is FEAR.

5 comments:

  1. Ruth, this is amazing!  You have so many images here, it's 'scary', but that repeating line keeps the thread "I am secrets hidden in your memories', and I imagine you planned it just that way.  Powerful!

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  2. Ruth Ferris/StorykeeperApril 6, 2012 at 9:05 AM

    This poem was both easy and hard to write.  Trying to keep it connected yet show the many and varied fears we face.  Thank you for your support.  I really struggle with poetry.  The rhythm.

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  3. Hi Ruth
    Am in a crisis again with my husband. Please send up a prayer for me.

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  4. Wow!  That was pretty powerful.  I'm not sure you struggle with poetry...well, you win after the struggle anyway!

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  5. Ruth Ferris/StorykeeperApril 6, 2012 at 6:55 PM

    I sent prayers earlier.  But couldn't post.  I will continue.

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