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Autumn Stenberg
Participant

Hi amazing poets!! You are all incredible. Here is my poem submitted to Buddy for review this week.

How I Cope

I have resisted
This poem
for a lifetime
after
The first
confused,
Distressed
breath.

raised in an
Immeasurable fog
Covering
Earth

mother’s
shaking hands
On flesh
Like a frozen
cracking
Lake,
Wanting to
Open, I may
Have been
Born in
Ice,
the meltable
kind.

Complications
At birth
Held me
From the
start

Not all rooms
Have doors.
Some you
Will have
To carve.
After you
have
Unearthed
the tools
Mother forgot
How to use.
After years
Searching
For the
Weak spot

There will
Be light,
For fear
To release

holes
become
Doors
Inviting
More
holes
Silent whispers
Turning screams
With
blood shot
Veins to
Carve a
way
Out.

Lessons
Longer than
Burning suns
darkened
Through
years of
Spinning
daily.

How I cope
With
parts
of myself
sitting in orbit
Of Cracks
Unbearable
To witness
Alone

Fear wants
To expand

I have wanted you
To stop shaking
When all
Along
shaking
Was the way
Into myself.

To disperse
The uncertainties
Of birth

Shaking like
A disregulated
heartbeat
Terrified of
What I might
Find
If I stay too
Long

When
Staying
With my
Breath
is what
Is needed
To welcome
Resistance
As a holy
Friend rather
Than a terrorist.

Shaking
Brings a gift
Like unwrapping
Christmas
On any day given
Is not the
Savior
Available
Every
Moment?

Your body’s way
Of fighting
For life
And what
You believe.

resistance
Is an illusion
With reason.

fear
Diminished
In pens
Like this.

Pens shaped
Out of two frozen
Moments turned
To warmer lips
To show up
In addition
To breathing,
To simply be
Witnessed
In the rebirth
translated
In the jagged
Holes
Of recycled
Words.

The way out
Thaws effortlessly
In letting ourselves
fall in dark, to
Gently carve
The doorway
Within.