Solace
Posted by Rob Kistner | Filed under Poetry
Solace
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in the sorrowing hours
at full depth of night
alone with my thoughts
my terrors
my dreams
sculpting words
into wedges
that pry open my psyche
expose raw emotion
lay bare my soul
that I might glimpse
who really I am
and be certain still
that I feel
here is my solace
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rob kistner © 2008
July 27th, 2008 at 4:54 am
solace in writing..it sounds beautiful
July 27th, 2008 at 7:32 am
What an image - sculpting words into wedges that pry open the soul. Wonderful!
July 27th, 2008 at 9:08 am
Rob,
this poetry wedged itself into my soul as well old friend.
rel
July 27th, 2008 at 10:41 am
Oh, yes! You captured that feeling perfectly! Been there many times.
July 27th, 2008 at 1:39 pm
I am sure you speak for many us who sit here night after night whilst the world around us slumbers.
July 27th, 2008 at 8:00 pm
Beautiful poem. I like the trio you described: thoughts, terrors, and dreams.
July 28th, 2008 at 10:34 am
what a very moving way to describe your solace!!!
August 1st, 2008 at 8:45 pm
how wonderful that you find solace there!
great poem!