A Mending Shift

a bird sings, not because if has an answer to give, but because it has a song to sing … this is my song

Cocoons (A Poem)

Everywhere
Bodies curl tightly,
clutching knees.
Falling tears,
pooling.

Alone

Everywhere
Wounds bleed secretly,
hidden from eyes.
Stinging words,
haunting.

Alone

Everywhere
Hopes shatter slowly,
dreams fade.
Damning lies,
cursing.

Alone

Somewhere
A voice whispers quietly,
spoken to all.
Loving words,
healing.

Embraced

::

I wrote this poem as a reflection on the notes, comments, letters I have received from those who deeply resonated with my “coming out” letter.

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About The Author

Jeromy Johnson
I live in Folsom, CA, with my wife, Jennifer, and three kids. I am surrounded by and cared for deeply by some great friends. Their love for me is truly a moonlit reflection of Papa's love, and for that, I am deeply blessed and grateful.

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  • Scw922

    Very interesting. It does resonate with your other posts. I’m sure you don’t want a poetry critique, so I will save it for another time. Kudos.

  • http://www.jeromyj.com/mendingshift Jeromy

    Thanks steve, it’s a free-form rule-less poem. But critique away, I always have something to learn…

  • http://theeternaldance.blogspot.com/ Lynelle

     Beautiful, Jeromy.  
    (Reminds me of things I’ve written!)
    That voice is always there; waiting to whisper hope . . . to keep you from stepping off the ledge . . . to keep you engaged in life and love.

    Love and light are always there.

  • http://theeternaldance.blogspot.com/ Lynelle

    so, by mentioning “critique” aren’t you expressing some sort of judgment of the writing, or leaving us wondering?   Wouldn’t it be more loving to not say anything?

    Not that I want to be judging you, either!  Just something to think about from how it felt to me.

  • http://sacredbe.blogspot.com/ rain

    this
    is
    beautiful.

  • Scw922

    @Lynelle, of course it expresses a judgement about it, but, as a poet and a teacher of writing, I believe that a piece is never finished, that it can always be improved, no matter how good it is.

    @Jeromy, I really liked the use of the refrain line (i’m a sucker for classic formula tropes) but I just didn’t know how the stanza breaks and the chocie of the alone/embraced dichotomy for the refrain line worked for your project as a whole. (Of course, my interpretation of your piece my be totally off) but I thought that isolated/integrated or frozen/welcomed might have worked as well. I also think you don’t need italics if you have stanza breaks.

    Sorry if that was a little much. I really miss poetry workshops now that I am not a student and am working in construction management istead of teaching literature.

    Much love brother.

    S.

  • http://theeternaldance.blogspot.com/ Lynelle

     @ Steve. Sorry.  I, of course, had no idea who you are, or where you’re coming from . . . my old codependent self leaked out!  my apologies.

  • Lisa Headrick-Griffin

    Beautiful and so true.

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