Gone are the days when I’d
search for my courage
between heartbeats
or blindly along
the dry walls of my mouth
..sometimes pretending I’d found it
These days, I clutch it
even more tightly
even as thunder gathers in the throat
of a threatening storm
and the lion fixes his gaze on me
I await the winds that seek
to destroy me
for they are precisely the power I need
…..beneath my wings
© Vivian Zems
July 26, 2020 at 11:51 am
Fantastically expressed Vivian – I know exactly how you feel… With Best Wishes Scott
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July 30, 2020 at 12:18 am
Thanks Scott- for your kind words
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July 26, 2020 at 1:20 pm
Fly, Sister!
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July 30, 2020 at 12:19 am
Yay!!
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July 26, 2020 at 1:51 pm
Powerful poetry.
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July 30, 2020 at 12:19 am
Thanks Sadje!
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July 30, 2020 at 2:31 am
You’re welcome
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July 26, 2020 at 2:01 pm
The lion fixes his gaze on me and thunder in the throat really explains the feeling of the day. I want to fly away too.
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July 30, 2020 at 12:23 am
Lol! Join the club!
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July 26, 2020 at 2:17 pm
Beautiful.. re-posted here: https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/07/26/being-ready-vivian-zems-smell-the-coffee/
Thanks for being generous with your words. 🙂
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July 30, 2020 at 12:23 am
Thank you!
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July 26, 2020 at 4:15 pm
I feel your heart beating ….
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July 30, 2020 at 12:24 am
Thanks Helen!
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July 26, 2020 at 4:17 pm
Wow. Powerful & uplifting.
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July 30, 2020 at 12:28 am
Thank you!
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July 26, 2020 at 4:18 pm
Indeed, Vivian God is in control
Happy Sunday
Much💖love
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July 30, 2020 at 12:29 am
Thanks Gillena!
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July 26, 2020 at 8:11 pm
We all await the power of wind beneath our wings, which have grown heavy with increasing sludge. Come on, wind!
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July 30, 2020 at 12:29 am
Amen to that!
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July 26, 2020 at 9:05 pm
spread your wings and fly! your piece here just elevates my soul to be inspired to live. great write!
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July 30, 2020 at 12:30 am
Thank you!
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July 27, 2020 at 12:23 am
Then you can soar in the sky and be master of all!
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July 27, 2020 at 1:41 am
Few things make us as courageous as knowing there something’s out to get us and we must fight back!
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July 30, 2020 at 1:43 am
Absolutely!
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July 27, 2020 at 5:44 am
Great stuff! And beautifully expressed. Bravo!
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July 30, 2020 at 1:42 am
Thanks, Rosemary!
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July 27, 2020 at 10:17 am
I know that feeling of searching for courage and the dry walls of my mouth, Viv, which you’ve captured in this poem. The final lines give me hope.
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July 30, 2020 at 1:42 am
Cheers, Kim 🙂
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July 27, 2020 at 12:44 pm
How perfectly put… that leaden feeling inside, the threatening storm.
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July 30, 2020 at 1:52 am
Indeed! Thanks for dropping by!
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July 27, 2020 at 2:18 pm
Paradoxically, what we need most is what can most often destroy us.
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July 27, 2020 at 7:09 pm
May we all get the power to turn the tables on the things that seek to bring us down and use them to step up to better things.
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July 30, 2020 at 1:54 am
Amen to that!
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July 28, 2020 at 4:55 am
Turn the tables on the forces against you. An inspiration for all.
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July 29, 2020 at 11:55 pm
Thanks Joel!
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July 28, 2020 at 12:03 pm
thunder gathers in the throat
of a threatening storm – love that!!!!!
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July 29, 2020 at 11:54 pm
Thanks Rajani!
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July 28, 2020 at 9:56 pm
I feel this. One day I soar, the next I struggle to open my wings.
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July 29, 2020 at 11:49 pm
Like the rest of us…sigh!
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