I know, my darling poet, how you bleed A gushing wound of bloodied metered rhyme And yet this gash is what us humans need To deal with life possessed by pain and time I know the ache and tears that haunt your soul The broken heart you carry in your chest I know that all you wish is to be whole A modicum of joy from life to wrest But, ah, the only treatment left for you Is like a humor doctor t’bleed your thoughts And for the briefest moment, you are new Until the fragile thread of wellness rots Accept your fate, my dearest poet friend For with your illness you can heal the ill And with your literary blood on lend You might restore another’s broken will Viktoria Nikola
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The more I read, the more I love your style. First, this reminds me of the Hemingway quote, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” It also reminds me of something someone said to me recently about another poet’s writing, and that was that they would wait to read more of their writing until it was “happier.” I thought that was a bit odd. Not everyone likes to read the same thing, I get that, but why dismiss it simply because it’s not “happy”? People have so many different views and life experiences, that’s where their poetry comes from. Poetry is life and emotion and to be able to share it with others is half the pleasure of writing/reading. I’ve rambled long enough, so I just want to say thank you for sharing your writing.
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You’re so very kind for your words and support – I’m honored that you read and like my work. It’s true that people can be inspired to write poetry from all sorts of emotions – happiness included. But I definitely wouldn’t be one to wait until my work comes from a lighter place. I think darker poems serve to help others know they aren’t alone. That’s why I wrote this poem. It’s ok if we write something more somber or even macabre. Someone somewhere could read it and feel lighter because a poet put their suffering into words – it’s a type of consoling. At least that’s been my experience when reading dark works. But again, thank you so much for your support!
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Beautiful poem Victoria, with every word you show both pain and joy that we carry.
” I know the ache and tears that haunt your soul
The broken heart you carry in your chest
I know that all you wish is to be whole
A modicum of joy from life to wrest ”
You give me more courage to really write those very highs and lows. This morning I saw the most
Glorious Goldfinch hanging on a Forget-me-not straw eating the seeds of flowers that died.
I felt like writing about this beauty.
Thank yu
miriam
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Thank you Miriam for your thoughtful and kind words. You most definitely should write about the entire spectrum of life! It’s not always sunshine and butterflies for us, so we can’t limit our words to only the lighter topics. And wow the image you painted of the Glorious Goldfinch is beautiful and heartbreaking – this is how I feel life often is. It’ll show us something breath-taking and at the same time remind us of how fragile we are. Write away! And thank you again for reading 😊
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