your feet
have stepped
on the same
staircase
hundreds of
times
in haste
and in languidness
I can hear
creaking of wood on certain parts
over-used
with heavy burden
like a sigh
reaching out from the lungs
a
well-known and established path
has taken
you on plenty of different journeys
some even
made you question the steps you've chosen
and have I
been unknowingly walking behind you?
funny, what
kind of feelings time can stir up inside
what would
it take to diminish your deep-rooted sorrow?
*
Written for Magpie Tales #228.
Those stairs certainly make you ask some interesting questions ~ Eddie :)
ReplyDeleteA lot of life has gone up and down those stairs.
ReplyDeletesteps taken to go on different journeys will have some bearing on the person and those associated with him / her...nice lines :)
ReplyDeleteNicely penned... the steps bear our weight and thus, we shall bear their burden as well.
ReplyDeleteSorrow can be tangible.. when we embrace it and carry it forth with us, as a bitter friend.
:-)
-HA
Great opening lines they just drew me in and captured me. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSorrow has it's own agenda.
ReplyDeletethere's much to be said about the paths we choose and how we walk them...and time surely brings her own questions along... luckily we can always decide to walk new paths and hope to find a way to help others in their sorrow
ReplyDeleteI liked the ending line 'what would it take to diminish your deep-rooted sorrow?'. Gave a different perspective on the words that preceded it. Very strong work.
ReplyDeleteYes, I think sometimes we walk in another's path for a long time without realizing it & before we know it it is we who are inadvertently sharing the other's burden!
ReplyDeleteYes - in sorrow we get into that wearisome repetitions.. I must say I enjoyed the metaphor of those worn steps.
ReplyDeletePerfect.
ReplyDeleteZQ
I like the images in your poem and the picture you chose to illustrate it. It takes time and hindsight to realize we need to walk on new paths so as not to repeat the same mistakes. Some never even question the relevance if the paths they have chosen.
ReplyDeleteLove! steps have lungs, passions--as do journeys. I love how the narrator starts up the stairs herself and joins the steps in interpreting the sigh of her friend.
ReplyDeleteOh, that closing line!!!!! So powerful, it pings in my heart. I can hear the stairs creaking - the living they have seen!
ReplyDeletehow well we can understand the feelings of others sufferings pain and fatigue if we pay attention and try...very well written -powerful reflections
ReplyDeletea nice metaphor for the journey rife with its ups and downs
ReplyDeletehave a nice Sunday
much love...
Great picture. It seems you wrote this to someone specific . . . I hope your questions can be answered within that specificity.
ReplyDeleteYour poem pairs perfectly with the image. Nice work Natasa!
ReplyDeleteI can just imagine all the ghostly images walking up and down time after long time... wonderful poem and picture.
ReplyDeleteYes, the journey may have been taken by another. It's still worth it.
ReplyDeletei liked the picture that goes with this lovely poem.
ReplyDeletethis poem is about life itself, i think, with it's ups and downs, and the choices we have to make. :)
Sometimes the stairs in front of us seem hard to climb.
ReplyDeleteThis is exquisite Natasa!
ReplyDeleteThe photo is compelling as are your words. The deep sorrow on the end alters the image and makes for its own separate journey.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth