Amputated Moon

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Nov 16

Learning Curve

Category: My Poetry

the dreams of flight

have abandoned my nights

 

the frantic swimming through heavy air

close to the danger of the ground

 

some nameless fear

always close behind me

 

faster and faster I’d fly

but never quickly enough

 

still my heart pounded

still my breath was forced

 

maybe courage has taken hold

deep in my brain stem

 

branching out from the amygdala

a bitter sweet almond of emotion

 

formed by repeated trust

the tape played over and over again

 

the neurons drumming

the learning curve arcing

 

until I simply know it— in my bones

I can turn and face the terror

 

I can stop

and simply gaze into its eyes

 

Pamela Olson, 11/16/08

 

Written for the prompt “courage”

from One Single Impression

 

Painting by Rick Mobbs

 

15 comments

15 Comments so far

  1. Deborah Godin November 16th, 2008 4:08 pm

    The physiology of healing never sounded so elegant;wonderful images!

  2. SandyCarlson November 16th, 2008 4:47 pm

    Healing into courage is a beautiful thing. You have given me something to aim for! God bless.

  3. Jim November 16th, 2008 6:39 pm

    I just let my amygdala read this poem, I hope it helps her plight. She hasn’t release emotions like you say as of yet, you may have planted the seed for her. :-)
    Your poem is nice, it is a nice version of how we gather our courage. I read tonight that courage and lustiness are related, this might be the emotion your speak of (I doubt it!).
    For sure, I learned a new word, amygdala. I did look it up for a simple explanation, I may study this function more.
    ..
    My poem was an attempt to be dark and strange (your comedic/noir idea) but not real heavy. Usually mine are intended to be cheerful with a touch of humor. I hope you will return for next week’s, it will be more cheerful I promise.
    ..

  4. Sandy November 16th, 2008 11:41 pm

    Just to be able to put this down is healing, is it not? I understand how long it takes to get to this point. Good poem.

  5. Edward S. Gault November 16th, 2008 11:59 pm

    Healing can take a lot of courage, this means looking at reality
    of your condition, and not just what you fear it might be. It means letting go, and that can be scary.

  6. Crafty Green Poet November 17th, 2008 2:46 am

    beautifully captured moment and journey

  7. AnthonyNorth November 17th, 2008 2:56 am

    A true testament of courage, this.

  8. Quietpaths November 17th, 2008 9:26 am

    Now this is a brand of courage worth learning. I love how you weave together the intangible fear with the neurological/physical elements. Really great.

  9. Tumblewords November 17th, 2008 11:41 am

    I love this piece. It speaks to many senses.

  10. zoya gautam November 17th, 2008 11:57 am

    ..it’s a very sensitive poem,in some ways exploratory,and surely elegant..many thanks..

  11. Geraldine November 17th, 2008 5:31 pm

    A wonderful take on this prompt. There is much to ponder here…

  12. Art and Poetry November 18th, 2008 4:56 am

    This sounds very good to me! well done!

  13. sue November 18th, 2008 10:09 am

    this is both a wonderful work of art and of psychological truth. Learning to facing the fear (I call it “dancing with the beast”)is extraordinarily liberating.

  14. gautami tripathy November 18th, 2008 10:23 am

    You can’t know how much I relate with it…

    foundations of wonder

  15. Jade November 27th, 2008 10:23 am

    yes! the courage arrives.

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