Tuesday, October 16, 2018

A Cry for Help

Today's poem, dear reader, is probably the darkest I have written so far this month. The prompt did not really lend itself to dark writing, but as I penned my thoughts, it just went that way. The mood in this piece is probably more reflective of me a couple years ago. Please don't assume this is me today. The prompt is 'Catch me when I fall', which is pretty self-explanatory. The form is a terzanelle. You can read more about that here.

I hope you enjoy today's writing.

Rod E. Kok
October 16, 2018

Catch me when I fall
I cannot go alone;
for help, it is you I call.

I am vulnerable, I cannot atone
for the wrongs I have committed
I cannot go alone

Much have I admitted;
I feel I have been convicted
for the wrongs I have committed.

With guilt, I am afflicted;
my wounds fester and rot.
I feel I have been convicted.

Crying out, help I sought.
You found me, drenched with tears
my wounds fester and rot.

You found me, amidst my fears;
Catch me when I fall.
I have struggled for years;
for help, it is you I call.


  1. Well done, this is a tricky form and you've managed it so smoothly!

  2. I love this, Rod. It's beautiful and sad, but wonderful too. I have been in that place before, and to come out the other side is amazing. Thank you for sharing!

  3. Beautifully done with the prompt and the form.