General Poetry posted July 14, 2024


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For days when I feel like I'm in a room with no doors.

Where Do I Go?

by William Stephenson1

As I sit in the cold dampness
that is in my life, 
I realize
I have lost the joy
I had in my life. 
I have lost the hope
I had in tomorrow.
 
Gone.
 
I feel so completely alone. 
I need my soul to kiss me again, 
to touch me with tenderness
warm and wet upon my skin,
and have it whisper in my heart
the claim life has upon me. 
 
My wider world 
is so dark and weary. 
It is a mystery without a clue...
My thoughts reach out with trembling fingers
into the vastness before me, 
grasping at life's larger meaning.
 
The faces of those who wait for me
overwhelm my capacity
to give what they need
and I am lost in their pleas. 
 
O soul, 
if I could just learn 
to kiss the joy, 
as it flies, 
as it flies. 
 



Free Verse Poetry Contest contest entry

Recognized

#18
July
2024


This poem was written with the help and inspiration of a client who was sixteen with an advanced stage of cancer that left him confined to his bed. He pleaded with me to let him die in the special care area of the hospital I had helped create because he was afraid of the constant fighting of his parents at home. He came and he died in our care, without the parents present. Together, came this poem.
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