I used to call it “my” fear
but I’ve put a stop to that
I will no longer have it so near
Instead, I answer it back
whenever it opens
it’s cavernous mouth – to attack
But never does it stop talking
Sneering, discouraging
whether I’m sleeping or waking
But with courage clenched between
my teeth
I rise to every hope and every dream
with fire in my feet
This battle will only end – on the day I die
So when you see me charging over
pages of ink- without pause
At least- now you know
– the reason why!
©Vivian Zems
Dverse Poets- Descriptive Poetry
September 12, 2019 at 9:27 pm
Very good description of fear having a “cavernous mouth – to attack”. I also like that rising with fire in one’s feet to do battle.
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September 13, 2019 at 8:12 am
Thank you 🙏🏾
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September 12, 2019 at 10:25 pm
You had me at /charging over pages of ink/. Fear is our friend, albeit a difficult one to appreciate. Without fear, we would perish too soon; and even with it some of us rush too soon to judgement.
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September 13, 2019 at 8:11 am
Great insight! Thank you Glen!
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September 12, 2019 at 10:25 pm
I like your passionate “origin story”, Vivian.
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September 13, 2019 at 8:10 am
Thank you 🙏🏾
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September 13, 2019 at 4:39 pm
You are welcome.
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September 13, 2019 at 1:58 am
I love this poem with passion to overcome and fire in your feet! The none stop flow of ink, just like the blood in your veins!
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September 13, 2019 at 8:09 am
Yay! Thank you 🙏🏾
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September 13, 2019 at 4:29 pm
Excellent writing VIVIAN — wonderful descriptors. Fear can be relentless.
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September 13, 2019 at 4:31 pm
Thanks Rob!
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September 14, 2019 at 3:26 am
Fears ebb and flow but they never go away. You seem to have the upper hand though! (K)
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September 16, 2019 at 8:56 am
I’m trying!
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September 14, 2019 at 5:32 pm
A fine line between fear and caution. I try always to lean on the side of caution!
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September 16, 2019 at 11:53 pm
A wise move. Thanks Beverly.
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September 14, 2019 at 6:08 pm
I love this, especially as a writer, “Instead, I answer it back
whenever it opens
it’s cavernous mouth – to attack
But never does it stop talking.” Such a great poem, very inspiring to those of us still held back by considering the fear such a personal thing.
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September 16, 2019 at 11:53 pm
I’m glad you liked it, Victoria 😊
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September 14, 2019 at 9:30 pm
Love this, the cavernous mouth is excellent… and the fear will be there always, it’s a constant battle… but you have the best of weapons
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September 15, 2019 at 7:47 am
Absolutely!
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