Poetry

Blinded By The Fire: A Lyrical Poem

Robert J V Christensen Encouragement, Poetry , , , , , , , , ,

blinded by the fire

When they look out into the sky
blinded by their own light,
do the stars above us ever know
what it looks like at night?

Burning in the blackness
they must feel so alone
but we see them in their billions
admiring their glow

If you feel yourself burn
And you’re blinded by the fire
know that you are not alone
You’re a star up in the sky

When you feel yourself burn
And you feel like you could die
You’re not suffering alone
I am with you in this fight

If I tried to count them all
It would take me all my years
and there would still be more
aflame in their own fears

Of one thing I am certain
Our pain is only now
One day we’ll pull back the curtain
We will make it out somehow

And if your memories
are haunting you tonight
you’re not hurting by yourself
cause I am with you in this fight

If you feel yourself burn
And you’re blinded by the fire
know that you are not alone
You’re a star up in the sky

When you feel yourself burn
And you feel like you could die
You’re not suffering alone
I am with you in this fight

There’s still beauty in your life
I am with you in this fight.
One day you’ll see the starry night.

~Robert JV Christensen

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Panned: A Poem

Robert J V Christensen Poetry , , , , , , ,

The miry clay scraped aside

my hands, caked thick with muck,prospector-940076_1920

I stare into my palm

at the nugget I’ve unearthed.

 

The water pours reluctantly

a canteen cascade of glugs and gasps

 

is it just another stone?

a jolt of rusty hope

rattles in my chest.

 

the ragged dream

fills the corners of these old eyes

and spills down a familiar crease in my face.

 

It’s iron pyrite, by gum.

Blast it all!

 

~Robert JV Christensen