2/8/2016 0 Comments 3 poems by Janet CrawfordHope over Fear By Janet Crawford Silent Cold Fear Dripping Imagination Gripping Caress Cajole Embrace Distress Evoke Calm Nightmare Over Eyes Stay Firmly Shut Avoiding Memories Preparing Resilient Thoughts Again. (Author note) This is a take on the idea of a six word story theme as a poem remembering therapy sessions, during a process known as EMDR which re organises memory to take away the instantaneous impact which it can have even years after trauma. Peace was established and memory no longer controlled thinking. This may not be a technically accurate explanation for the therapy but it is the one I can live with day to day . Quiet Moments Listen to the sound around the space you stand in Hear the way it swirls and echoes through the air It transcends your meaning as it invites others in With a sense of belonging it envelopes every being Wrapping them in a protective embrace with a deep understanding of them in that instance Welcoming newcomers and old friends alike The sound is still, yet slowly changing Silence, a peace of mind Or A peace of heart You decide... As you embrace the space that the Quiet surrounding you creates A Look At Love Love isn't cuddly, and squidgy and warm It isn't all gooey, or bright like the dawn It isn't something which you can poke with a stick Without fear of the crumbling effect of each hit. Love is a fluid, fragile, evolving oasis Which we can look for and not find, Even when the view appears perfect in its arrangement Love is answering my questions, especially those I daren't ask, When I let you into the chink in my armour, and you still wish to share my path When I squeeze your hand, with an intensity in my fear, which sharpens your breath before it wipes away my tears Love is the knowledge that my best days and worst nights Will be viewed in equal measure, with sadness or delight By a look or a smile, or a shrug of the shoulder We can tell each other so much, without a word appearing bolder Would you go beyond your comfort zone, if I led you on a mystery? Would you trust me to protect your heart, because of our shared history? Would you be aware that in every situation, and in every instance I'd put our shared opinions ahead of my own existence, To be a part of something bigger, without fear or resistance This to me is Love, my Love, a notion of devotion To be part of a shared, complex situation ahead of my own emotions About the author: Janet Crawford 47 year old Scottish writer, Falkirk based ( the home of the Kelpies ), writes from her heart and hopes her sometimes stirred emotions show clearly through her work making for an enjoyable, thought provoking read . Photo taken By Eddie McEleney Autumn 2015. Whilst reading at a local event.
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