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Sep 06, 2014
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Beyond The Event Horizon
I know it hurts,
I know,
for the bitterness
and pain are real,
the betrayal of
your own flesh and blood
becomes a fury
and a desperation
that leaves you
without a breath of hope
or future
But there is one
out beyond
the narrowness
of infirmity
your life has endured,
after all the surgery
and bed-rest are gone;
on the far side
of recuperation
lies a land
of hope and courage
that shouts defiance
at this killer world,
and greets you with
the open joy
of sunlight on your face,
a strengthening endurance,
the taste of lover's kiss,
touch new-found,
and the certainty
of friends who care.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
mand
10 years 10 months ago
Hello Race_9togo
I like the drama, ( who can endure betrayal from their own flesh and blood )
analogy, ( your life has endured, after all the surgery and bed-rest are gone; )
encouragement - ( the third stanza )
and finally the positivity in the last stanza which shines like the brightness of the sun.
Many would take courage from this well thought out poem!
Love Mand xxx
One typo: Me thinks!
the betrayal of
"you" ( your ) own flesh and blood
Race_9togo
10 years 10 months ago
Hi Mand
Thanks. It's for someone I know who's been havinga rough time lately.
Ian.T
10 years 9 months ago
Jim
That light at the end of the tunnel a grand reflection of the future for someone who is suffering with either illness or just bad luck in many ways.
Our dear Jayne has been so very ill and is really down as she has little support out there in Aussie, I think she will love this one.
It is also a good read for those that suffer loss in many ways where the horizon is beaut and though not seen at the time will bring healing to all,
Yours Ian.T
Race_9togo
10 years 9 months ago
Hi Ian,
Yeah, Jayne's in a bad way, I wish I could contact her.
Glad you enjoyed this one, it's the first I could do in a considerable amount of time. I didn't really have the time, truth be told, but When I spoke to Jayne last time I just felt I had to write something, to cheer myself up, if nothing else. I've been in that place of loneliness and despair more than once, and knowing it ends with hope is a precious thing.
Thanks Ian.
wesley snow
10 years 9 months ago
Real life poetry is hard for me.
You are a more courageous man than I. Before I read the comments, I thought it had a too strong touch of reality that was mildly disturbing. That's probably the best compliment I could offer.
I have an acquaintance who is dying in a hospital from injuries sustained on a horse. I couldn't write a poem about it to save my soul.
Just because I do this: you're missing an "r".
you(r) own flesh and blood
Race_9togo
10 years 8 months ago
Thanks Wes.
I think that the best poetry comes from, or is at least inspired by, real life events!
scribbler
10 years 8 months ago
Hi Jim
When one stares into the abyss, if one stares long enough, there is a light which grows in its heart which is the other side of the bad times. I hope Jayne reads this poem.........stan
Race_9togo
10 years 8 months ago
Thanks Stan,
I hope she does, as well.
wesley snow
10 years 8 months ago
What happens in the Event Horizon...
... stays in the Event Horizon.
Mensa joke.
Race_9togo
10 years 8 months ago
LOL
Didn't know Mensa HAD any jokes.
;)
wesley snow
10 years 8 months ago
"Welcome to Mensa...
where everyone gets your jokes".
I have the t-shirt.
My IQ makes the criteria, but when they tested me they asked me to leave. I was crying all over the paper... and I hadn't even reached the math stuff.
Ignorance is a quiet, gentle bliss.