I have a long battle with depression - it is not my
own, I do not claim, will not beat - nor cheat it from its place
of stature or reality of mind - when handed to me
as gift mercifully I will take it, touch it with tip
of finger (one finger) - scatch it; a polished nail
(screams it loud....drop it) drop it - fear to throw it
away - (catch it)..
catch it someone unintented may...
face it - not this mirror - nor this journal
of life, the beauty of it (sweet beauty) brushes my soul
hold it, No!...no...will not root it to a nurtured field; yielding
fruit..rotten stench...
(seeping in marrow, seeking to become whole) ...my tomorrow
its own road to forge, today's battle knows its dance
with sounded pipes, lines up
grace of victory ....melted...vice.. sweep it clean...from
cloud darkened.. canard white
weep no tears....fear washed; serene
blessed light
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2010
posted for Magpie Tales #36
side note ...this piece is not about a personal depression -
wrote this before Willow posted prompt...it seemed to fit well with the light coming through....bkm
what a beautiful poem about depression..struggle a bit with depression myself from time to time - only comes flying like a bird and then the sun whisks it away again...nice write
ReplyDeletewow. love the parenthsis...i love using those...this was a blistering pace for me...and it felt right for the piece...i have worked with those dealing with deression and yeah...that feels right too...very nice write...
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful piece about something that's not. In the end I see courage to face a monster and give it no quarter. Wonderful poem!
ReplyDeleteA poem filled with a connective understanding of all that depression embodies. I felt it all! A wonderful poem about something that is far from being wonderful at all! I do know a little about depression through my son & some of the people I support. Great job BKM
ReplyDeleteI love how this poems find grace and victory over adversity..truly inspiring
ReplyDeleteDear bkm: State of mind can be a matter of how we interpret our existence and depression can be wholly consuming and brutal. There is hope the "blessed light" Particularly enjoyed;
ReplyDelete"my tomorrow
its own road to forge, today's battle knows its dance
with sounded pipes"
Powerful poem!
Powerful poem. I am glad I read it.
ReplyDeleteWell painted picture of the anguish of depression and the quiet after the storm when the light returns.
ReplyDeleteYou take us to that place I've known so well. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeletesuch beautiful words to describe such dark torment wonderfully penned
ReplyDeletePoignant poem... I too was happy to read it.
ReplyDeleteTo move from darkness to light...Your ready made words certainly captured the spirit of this Magpie prompt! :)
ReplyDeleteI agree, there is so much here, power, grace, it is deep~ I like "sweep it clean" It is true when dark clouds form, we need to try to sweep~ Redirect our minds~ Great poem!
ReplyDeleteBKM, your poem is a strong one. You've captured so much of living with depression. I chose these words as favorite before noticing that chicoreal did as well.
ReplyDelete...my tomorrow
its own road to forge, today's battle knows its dance
with sounded pipes, lines up
grace of victory ....
And thankfully, the light always comes through.
Yes, a powerful piece. I like how the light comes in at the end.
ReplyDeleteWhat a creative and powerful way to share, B. I love the deep understanding you have of yourself. Beautiful piece.
ReplyDeletea poem that slowed me down
ReplyDeleteand made me take a look
good job on this magpie
What can say that captured it perfectly. Lovely poem. It is a battle and sometimes the enemy seems to outnumber the one brave soldier but fight on we must. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone for your comments....though I have never been deeply depressed personally ...I have lived with others who have and understand what some people go through....it is an ungoing process that must be battled with one day at a time....again thank you
ReplyDeleteI love the way you crafted this eloquent piece about the darkness that slips in and out of lives.
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully written.
ReplyDeletelovely ..liked every word!
ReplyDeletenice magpie. when i find myself struggling with balance, i search for what can make me grateful.
ReplyDeletethanks,
e
Yes, a beautiful poem! Catch it, keep it, perhaps as a friend it can be different?
ReplyDeleteblessed light,
ReplyDeletelove the hopefulness in the end..
well done magpie.
hard to read but easy to see the light at the end of your piece. Well done
ReplyDeletebeautifully written--the light always exists in spite of the darkness-great magpie!
ReplyDeletepassionately written magpie...it inspired me to write about depression as well.
ReplyDeletebeautifully written, passion felt, no one wishes this gift...
ReplyDeleteNice!
Beautiful poem for compassion and understanding of a 'common" malaise among so many.
ReplyDeleteJoanny
Anguished and evocative -- it's a never-ending battle, isn't it?
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