Fear of swimming

My primary know-how of crying
is mostly to brace
this closeness to Styx
    reeking from ash and embalming,
preparing for rigor seeping through veins,
and welcome the shadow
    that walks by my side.

I have taught myself
how bliss can be built
from hope and beginnings,
but often, at the mercy of night
I see the end of my journey,
with the ferryman waiting.
callous and cool
and me, a pilgrim
with penniless heartbeats
begging
    for the grace of a bridge.

“After the Rain” by Cyril Rolando


Linked to Sunday Muse, a bit of a existential angst.

November 24, 2019

12 responses to “Fear of swimming

  1. “Welcoming the shadow that walks by my side.” That line really speaks to me. (Mine is furry, lol.) Oh, your second stanza has such beautiful lines: the ferryman waiting, you the pilgrim with penniless heartbeats. Gorgeous writing, Bjorn!

  2. This poem really resonates with me. As usual beautiful written, with depths enough in just a few lines that I want to read it again to ponder.

  3. We all have a shadow that walks by our side. A shadow cannot be seen unless there is light first. I wonder in the end do the two sides collide awaiting the bridge between here and there. Perhaps, it is the darkness I fear or am I comfortable in darkness as that is where I roam the dreamscape.

  4. I can relate to the feelings here Bjorn. Bridges do seem to provide a certain grace. This poem is beautiful, thought provoking, and heartfelt. Always love your poetry!

  5. yes, “the grace of a bridge” a leisurely stroll that fades away into nothing… In one of Chuck Palahniuk’s books, the person found a massage therapist that could act as a bridge. Take the concoction that puts one to sleep and ends things and you go out with a nice relaxing massage…

  6. “pilgrim with penniless heartbeats”… and yes, that bridge – whatever form it takes. Nice writing!

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