Sunday, July 10, 2011

Speaking Through Words

This week's Sunday Whirl words

In a world of twisted logic, I thought
perhaps my words might make a difference
for should we not help others going through
the same things? The poem spoke to me, told
me to share my past difficulties through buzz
words; the depression, the skewed perception,
the self-hatred perpetuated with drowning
dependence on food, drink, men. To get that
low and rise above; why resist my instinct?

To get that low and rise above; why resist
my instinct? It’s not a crazy whim or hiccup,
it’s the hope-filled promise that others too
can make it through the strong river currents
of life. At times I cry; peeling away those
thick layers of onion can be emotional. I once
fluttered through tough times with a big smile,
but I carried a clutch under my belt. Now I
can walk through the pain, meet my Higher
Power galloping through peaceful silence and
telling me to write down in words who I am.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspirations: Sunday Whirl, Poetic Bloomings


Mike Patrick said...

You've posted a heavy message. May all find the hope you've attained.

Mary said...

Laurie, I like this poem very much. One has to be able to walk through pain and write down in words who one is. I prefer poems of substantive honesty, which this one has. I do think words DO make a difference.

Daydreamertoo said...

We cannot know all the joys of life without also knowing its sorrows and pain. They are each and all a part of the same cycle and circle of love.
The gift, (to us) is in the knowing.

Thank you for visiting me and the lovely comment, please come back again as I will, you.

Unknown said...

We all need to learn to walk through our pain...and to learn from each other. Thanks for this post.

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you!

vivinfrance said...

A mature response to the wordle, in so short a time. Another of your thought provocations. Thank you,

flaubert said...

Your honesty does shine through in this, Laurie. Well wordled.


Anonymous said...

bless you.
beautiful expression.

Anonymous said...

A wonderful wordle and Poetic Bloomings response, Laurie. I combined the two prompts this week, too (though I didn't quite follow the rules at PB).

Your words...and therefore you...inspire me.


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Susannah said...

I thought this was wonderful. :-)

Traci B said...

Laurie, I appreciate your honest appraisal of the struggles we go through between protecting ourselves and allowing our life experiences to bring hope and healing to others. Hard as it is to open up to possible rejection or pain, it's so worth the effort to know we can minister to others.

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you all for your words of inspiration. Little by little I'm stepping out of my shell, thanks to the support from you... more shall be revealed...

Linda H. said...

Laurie, not only is this great work but I think you have a very good chance of being picked at PB. (shall I chant--Laurie! Laurie! Laurie!)

Good luck and God bless. You know I love you ;-)

Laurie Kolp said...

Aww, Linda... you're so sweet and dear. I love you, too!

brenda w said...

Laurie, This is honest and heartfelt. Sometimes I feel when we write about the dark times the space we write from is filled with light inside. It's a release. Thank you for sharing...I do love prose poems.

Mr. Walker said...

Laurie, I like the direct honesty of this poem. Your words do make a difference. I like the movement from depression to hope, "to get that low and rise above". Thank you for this.