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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

At that time, on that day




Reaching for the sun


Though my arms grew tired
I still continued to try
Reaching for the sun
That just wasn’t there

Through strain and strife
My branches broke

Although I would rather
Choke on the words
Then say
Having gone through this
I am much better off today

My trunk is broader
Roots are deeper
My limbs longer

It was true to say
At that time, on that day
Sadness becomes me

What was true on that day
At that time
Does not hold through to today
Today I would have to say
Life becomes me


Chris McQueeney    9/10/12    11:45 A.M.



11 comments:

christopher said...

I reserve the right to snivel. I reserve that right whole heartedly. Perhaps I will not have to tomorrow. I did not have to today.

Dionne said...

What a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing!

jennifer said...

It sure does!:)

Jinksy said...

Nice last line to wrap things up...

Brian Miller said...

smiles...cool man...we get stronger...the storms we go through prepare us for the next and the next doesnt hit as hard you know....like that last line...in that there is hope...

Nadja Notariani said...

Just...lovely.

kj said...

Hemingway: stronger in the broken places

This is a terrific inspirational compact nifty poem, Chris. So easy peasy to relate to

xOxo
kj

Indigo said...

That last line says it all Chris. Our strengths rise from our pain and sorrow. There is absolutely nothing in this world that comes without some kind of pain, it's how we deal with it that defines the beauty in our lives. (Hugs)Indigo

She Writes said...

I love the imagery you used in this. The reaching, the roots, brokenness, and seasons--all work very nicely together. Knot in my throat on last two stanzas. I am quite sure life becomes you more than sadness ever could. (I remember going through a period after my marriage was over where people would run into me and tell me I was glowing.) Life is a becoming thing, no?)

Eva said...

It takes more strength to stretch, than to break. I like this piece.

BerlinerinPoet said...

Wow! This is so beautiful! Thank you for sharing.