Artist: Joshua Kadison
Album: Painted Desert Serenade
Genre: Rock
Notes: When I heard this song last week there was no doubt in my mind that it would lend inspiration for today. This week has been a hard week; I wonder if today were to have been on a Monday or a Tuesday would the build up to today not have been so difficult. The first time I could only bring myself to ramble on the center of which was the hug. Last year, I found my voice, but dulled the ache by conforming to blank verse so the emotions would not overwhelm. Again the hug finding its way into my words. This year, again I look to form and I speak of the hug.
Form and I have a love-hate relationship. I find it torture-some, yet when all is said and done quite satisfying. And on a day like today the struggle gives my mind a focus that even given the topic helps to dull the pain. This was not an easy form--rondeau. Of course I made it harder on myself by trying to write in stressed-meter--iambic with an extra stress at the start or trochaic with an extra stress at the end.
I admit, I labored over this for quite some time. The first to verses not so evil, but the last.... I almost decided to throw in the towel on rondeau and go for my form of choice--free verse. In the end, I seemed to have found my way--at least with this poem.
Unarmed
In your arms my fears dissolve away;
such a hug could make it all okay.
Every time emotions falter you
sheltered me; your warm embrace just knew
how to keep the pain and tears at bay.
Here I am--on this our special day--
lost; unarmed. I stare towards the fray
scared, for in the past you saw me through
in your arms.
Now I feel alone. My world, pure grey,
tumbles all around to my dismay.
Just a touch could brighten up my view.
Oh how do I make this wish come true,
so again my fears might fade away
in your arms.
A (3WW) Aside: While the three words [3WW=>emotion(s), falter, touch] presented at Three Word Wednesday this week already found there way into a poem, the words seemed to have made there mark here.
