*The Eternal Band*
To wait is a fear.
Voices in the corridor
knocking, breathing. Drear.
Sounds in the darkness
entering the door of soul.
Unease and distress.
I dug my way out
from the hole there light shined through.
Nothing more to doubt.
I reached for a hand
in a wish to miss the fall
The eternal band.
***
© Eclipse 2008 – 2011
Written for Haiku Wednesday
don’t we all reach out for that hand… yet it can lift us up and drops us harder than we fell before..
Beautiful, full of pain and dread
Here’s to making it this far, congratulations! I have an award for you!!
Many thanks Elizabeth, that is so cute of you.
Congratulations to you too, it was great work out there, and it was fun 🙂
The eternal band is a magnificent idea.
I really like this poem
Thank you very much Richard
mostly waiting is fear and pain. so true.
Unfortunatelly it is…
thanks for reading Trisha
a dark poem, but still great.
Great meeting you through the A-Z 🙂
nutschell
http://www.thewritingnut.com
Thank you Nutschell, it´s nice to meet you too