Hold Fast

Katie B.

 Hold Fast

 

What I carry

On my

swayed back

Is sorrow

Traversing periods

Of peace

Far to short

Nothing

Stays

The

Same

For

Long

I will hold

Pain of the body

But reject

Mental

Infirmity

I welcome

An end

Holding fast

Borrowing tomorrow

Begging the day

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Love your last two lines Katie they are most poetic. This poem speaks to the allowing of physical deterioration but the denial of mental rot. Nicely done

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Katie, this resonates. The way sorrow moves through short-lived peace, the insistence on holding fast anyway…it feels lived, not abstract. There’s dignity in that persistence. Thank you for sharing it. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

    • Katie B.

      Thank you! It is lived and I am mostly persistent. Your words are most appreciated.

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Most welcome, Katie.

      • Goldfinch60

        May that day tomorrow bring peace and joy to you Katie.

        Andy

        • Katie B.

          Thank you!

        • gray0328

          Your poem expresses endurance through suffering—both physical and emotional—while reflecting on how fleeting peace can be. It’s written in a broken, almost breathless rhythm, mirroring the heaviness of carrying sorrow. May your burdens lighten

          • Katie B.

            Thank you!

            • Katie B.

              Thanks so much for all your comments! Greatly appreciated!



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