Tuesday, June 5, 2018

The I of the Storm


I storm through May
with prayers howling
across my tongue.

There are few answers
to my questions, little solace
in climbing agony.

Weak, but rooted in dandelions,
I gather every seed of resurrection
to lift me out of darkness.

I mortar another brick
on the wall of hope
wondering why rocks crumble
in silent wails.


 ©Susie Clevenger 2018

The dandelion represents healing and the ability to rise above life's challenges. 
My daughter, Dawn, definitely possesses the dandelion spirit to thrive in adversity.









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14 comments:

  1. Kerry O'ConnorJune 5, 2018 at 8:58 AM

    I am especially struck by the image of the dandelion.

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  2. Sanaa RizviJune 5, 2018 at 9:07 AM

    This is so evocative. I can feel the pain and anxiety so raw in your words. In difficult times we struggle to hold on to patience and hope but are able to pull through near the end. Especially like "I gather every seed of resurrection to lift me out of darkness."💜 xo


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  3. rallentandaJune 5, 2018 at 9:10 AM

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  4. rallentandaJune 5, 2018 at 9:19 AM

    We cling on to anything we can to lift us out of the darkness. Life is incredibly hard when those close to us are very ill. Hang in there. Sending prayers across the ocean.

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  5. revelationsJune 5, 2018 at 10:16 AM

    this struck home those feelings I know well and your words were perfect

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  6. JennaJune 5, 2018 at 10:20 AM

    I didn't know that about dandelions. What wonderful symbolism and vivid images, especially in the last stanza!

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  7. Kim M. RussellJune 5, 2018 at 12:38 PM

    Wonderful, Susie. I'd like to be rooted in golden faced dandelions and float on seeds from the clocks.

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  8. tonispencerJune 5, 2018 at 1:23 PM

    I love your image of the dandelion as it is my favorite flower. It is good to know your daughter is out of hospital. this poem rises from your very guts and weeps.

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  9. Carrie Van HornJune 5, 2018 at 2:39 PM

    Keep building your wall of hope Susie! This is a powerful write, and I feel your great pain in these lines. I hope your daughter is doing better. Will keep you all in our prayers.

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  10. kaykualaJune 5, 2018 at 4:37 PM

    on the wall of hope
    wondering why rocks crumble
    in silent wails.

    Hope is salvation at its zenith. It is a pity to lose it without a fight! Great thoughts to counter Susie1

    Hank

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  11. JimJune 5, 2018 at 10:24 PM

    So right on hope to sustain us, Susie. Been missing you and glad you wrote this. We need to keep on placing those bricks. Mild compared to you and daughter's ails but I've still three more weeks of having my left leg immobilized to see if my broken kneecap will grow back together. Then go from there. I didn't fall or bother it, it just broke. Best regards. You guys are on my prayers. Thanks for the dandelion tidbit, also they have been on my favorite flower list since first grade.
    ..

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  12. ThotpurgeJune 6, 2018 at 1:57 AM

    Love the image of prayers howling
    across the tongue....

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  13. annell4June 6, 2018 at 5:47 AM

    A really wobderful write!!

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  14. brudbergJune 6, 2018 at 12:52 PM

    The strength of dandelion can crumble walls... but it requires patience. Love the images.

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