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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Still

I am reprising this as one of my favorite submissions to dVerse for their one year  anniversary  thank you all for the venue!
7/19/12



How do I


How do I stand still
Steeling my nerves from
This thing swallowing my soul
Letting go my control
   Not…
             Doing
       Just…
                Breathe
            Don’t …
                         React
                Life…
                        Tumbling
How can I stand still
When my stars are falling
And the walls are tilting in
How can I stand still
   Without…
                   you




Chris McQueeney    5/8/12    11:28    P.M.




This poem has also been linked to dVerse poets  open link night...check um out.

23 comments:

Brian Miller said...

oy, faith and faith only...and hard to do without...we want to hold the walls up even when we know we dont have the strength...

Nadja Notariani said...

Ha! I'll bet you say that to all the girls...lol.

Have a great Wednesday, Chris!

Other Mary said...

Nice one Chris.

kj said...

oh jeez, chris, i hope this is not a current reflection of what's going on with you :^(

i know this only too well and you have done an awesome job, yet again, conveying so much emotion with so few words.

"How can I stand still
When my stars are falling
And the walls are tilting in"

how evocative and lovely.
not the feeling it, just the writing.

i fricking hate heartache, abandonment, betrayal...

love
kj

christopher said...

If yours is the only power holding you still, you can't. If you access all available power from every source in your life it is no longer you holding still but you resting in the larger realm. Then it is not you holding still because it is still true that you can't. Nonetheless the job is done, perhaps even with some grace so long as you remember it wasn't you held still.

Carrie Burtt said...

The pain in this is expressed beautifully....as only a true poet could do. Wonderful writing Wander! :-)

Jira said...

Standing still only makes us think more and feel the pain more... the only option sometimes seems to be to run... even if it's just around in circles. Nicely written!

The Poetic Homemaker said...

As Jira stated, standing still only makes the pain worse. However, if you run, one of the walls might land upon you, and that will hurt even more. I guess sometimes in life, we just have to endure pain rather we like it or not.

I liked this poem.

lisa said...

grrr...grrr! grrr!


yep. :)

kj said...

Usually it's better to feel pain than to run from it or try to numb it.......

.......The trick is not to hold to pain for a moment longer than necessary.....

And......grief has its own timetable....

.....and. The sun always comes out again

Xoxo

Nadja Notariani said...

But...I refer to my quote. You don't know self, your fragrance, your essence, until you are crushed. It is then the true self is revealed, experienced, accepted.

If pain is your today, then grab hold of it and wring every lesson there is to be gained from it; if joy, how much sweeter the wringing. Pain, sorrow and loss prime us for greater thanksgiving, deeper appreciation, sweeter joy. ~ Nadja

BerlinerinPoet said...

Interesting structure of this:
Not…
Doing
Just…
Breathe
Don’t …
React
Life…
Tumbling

Sounds like someone talking to himself...talking himself through something, which is what i think you were going for.

Wander said...

I will not comment on whether this is current or not, because I want all to come to it from there own perspective.

Berlinerinpoet...yeah, kind of a stutter step self talk...

thank you all for reading and commenting, I dont have a lot of time at the moment to do a lot of commenting...so thanks!

Helena said...

Even the formatting to this poem was poetic!

Chic-Cherrie said...

Profound words.. Thanks for sharing.

Chic-Cherrie said...

A most profound poem.. Beautiful read that lingers long after you have left the page.

Claudia said...

true is..we can't...eh...fine poem and one lesson i'm learning more and more is that we're never independent..even though i would love to be.. fine write wander

chazinator said...

Hopefully, your days will get better.

Brian Miller said...

wander...i hope today you are feeling better man...praying healing for you surely...and nice one to reprise as well...been great getting to know you this year...and i am excited to have you plugging in at dverse as well...

flipside records said...

I love these:

"How do I stand still
Steeling my nerves from
This thing swallowing my soul"

"How can I stand still
When my stars are falling
And the walls are tilting in"

kolembo said...

i cannot tell you how GLAD I am love came back into my life! Twenty years I felt like this...twenty years! Oh the damage 'love' can do - I learned...you cannot place everything on someone else. Reading this poem - the feelings so clear, so sharp.

When my stars are falling
And the walls are tilting in

Beachanny said...

This is the song of the broken-hearted, the star-crossed lover, a song of denial passing for courage. The answer, as I'm sure you have guessed, lie deep inside where your true courage lives. When you love yourself, you don't need anyone else. Well penned words for the sadness that afflicts so many.

She Writes said...

I love the format you did with this. It works beautifully. From "Not" on down is my favorite part, but the entire piece is clean, crisp, and not a word or space or capital or punctuation choice has been wasted. Again, a powerful write with very few lines.