Uncertainty

sorenbarrett

I fear your anger, I tremor at your stare
I feel your heat, there's electricity in the air
I drop my eyes to not meet yours
There's a chill down my spine, sweat pours out my pores

 

My tongue is tied, blood rushes to my face
Mind goes blank as I stare into space
I stammer in response to your demands
Backing into a corner wringing my hands

 

There is a steel bar running down my spine
Muscles wound tight, with a look you me confine
Inside you smoldering ready to explode
You point to the door, hit the road

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  • Friendship

    Well written. This poem centers on the poet's physical and emotional reactions to someone who commands a presence. This includes feelings of fear and anxiety, the sensation of being trapped, and the overwhelming impact of the other person's emotions.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you Friendship I deeply appreciate your read and comment,.

    • arqios

      Now there's a poem that packs a punch while wrapped up in trepidation. 🕊️🙏

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Cryptic as always I appreciate your review and comment. It is always highly anticipated and valued my friend.

        • arqios

          As is yours, Soren. You are definitely most welcome, friend🕊️🙏

        • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

          powerful write my friend

        • Paul Bell

          Sounds like the ex, especially with the reference, hit the road Jack.
          The only other person that instils that fear is the taxman.
          Some you don't want to meet on a dark night, or even in the day light.

          • sorenbarrett

            So true I have met them on their own home turf and it was a terrifying experience, especially when they said as I entered you are smiling but you won't be when you leave.

          • Thomas W Case

            This carries a strong physical immediacy—like the body reacting before the mind has time to negotiate anything.
            The tension is palpable in the imagery: heat, steel, blankness, containment.

            What stands out most is the shift from internal overwhelm to external command—the moment where the relationship flips into expulsion.
            The ending lands blunt and decisive, and that sharpness gives the whole piece its weight.

            • sorenbarrett

              Thomas I appreciate very much your analysis of this piece your expertise as a poet means a great deal in this evaluation and is highly valued

            • orchidee

              Sounds like KP and me! lol. How did you know?

              • sorenbarrett

                Thanks Orchi I appreciate the read and comment. Yea it is more common than you think

                • orchidee

                  It's worked the other way for me - she never leaves me! Boohoo! Though I don't see her in person 99% of the time - only on TV, in newspapers, magazines, and a million etc's. lol.

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Now that is sad you are going to make me cry

                    • orchidee

                      lol.

                    • Kevin Hulme

                      Quite an angry piece. Real emotions here.
                      Good One.

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thank you Kevin for the review. Yes anger and fear often go hand in hand. Your input is most appreciated

                      • Tristan Robert Lange

                        Soren, this hit me hard. The tension is palpable from the opening lines onward. You captured that feeling of being completely overwhelmed by another person’s anger in a way that feels very immediate and real. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thank you Tristan for the read and comment it is most appreciated and valued my friend

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Very strong write soren.

                          Andy

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thanks for the read and encouraging comment Andy



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