The Subtle Flicker of Life

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I've never been much of a poetry writer, but in recent months I've found myself becoming more and more self-reflective and thought poetry might offer a pen-to-paper outlet to account for some of that introspection.

I'm not going to explain the thematic content of the poem, instead, I'd rather let it speak for itself. I feel like we can all relate to it in some way.

Submitted: June 18, 2017

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The Subtle Flicker of Life

 

 

The subtle flicker of life's disdain,

The bell tolls for the vessel in pain,

How long must be the wait for reprieve?

Edging towards the curtain. My essence unweav’d.

 

Time passes by, consciousness streams without respite,

No repose, no cessation, no rest, no time,

Still it flickers, fuelled by vaporous fumes failing despite,

For what cause? For what, in pursuit of this climb?

 

Time waits for no man, or so they say,

What then, of our anguish? What then of the burdens we bear?

Am I to kneel, and to a God I do not believe, pray?

No matter, I shall follow suit, merely change the mask I wear.

 

I wish not for a lighter load to carry,

Only that in my turmoil I wouldn't worry,

For in life any man can find his ferry,

Lest the road less travelled be very much blurry.

 

The pain of the road has left me unrecognisable and marred,

Blurred vision vignettes into a desperate darkness,

Hope of hope hopeless when brought to bear are our scars,

And yet, inanimate lines should never define, hearken, hearken,

 

Defiant voices whisper 'chin up', and so I rise, and march,

To contend with debilitation and push, both stalwart and firm,

My demons surround me, unshadowed and eternal, under the great black arch,

“Fear is an obstacle”, au contraire, anxieties proffer to enforce and reaffirm,

Where will resides, no reward can be afforded too large,

So here I stand, and against the tide I am resolved... My will absolute? Absolute I affirm!


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