Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Poem of the Week - Marauding Hordes (8 November, 2011)




Mary stepped away for a bit this week and left me with the fun of finding the poem of the week.  It didn't take me very long to stumble upon this little gem.  



I called you friend
For so long~
Best often
Fronted the word.

We had an understanding
That no matter what~
No matter who~
We would stand
Back to back
And take on the
Marauding Hordes.

There was little truth
To our arrangement.
You wanted.
You needed.
You took.
I gave.
I did.
I gave.
I did.
I said “no more”
One day.
You said to
Fuck off.
I did,
Wondering
What I did
To
Lose
Your
Friendship.

My need for closeness
Outweighed my sense
Of self preservation.

You ran the well dry
Then moved the pump.

Another source to
Feed
Your Needs.

I stood alone
Against the
Marauding Hordes,
Of which you were one.



I found this to be a truthfully elegant read.  We all have experienced what the poem above describes at one point or another in our lives, a friend who is not so much a friend.  I love the word flow and particularly the two stanzas prior to the last one.  Short but very powerful if you ask me. 

You ran the well dry
Then moved the pump.

Another source to
Feed
Your Needs.

If you liked this poem as much as I did you may want to run over to U Keep Walking Foward's self titled site where I am sure you will find a whole slew of wonderful poems and posts.


10 comments:

  1. WOW!!!!!!! What a fantastic poem. I wish I had written it. I have lived it though! Thanks, Robb, for finding such a gem. I am now going to check out this wonderful poet!!!!

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  2. Drew, I tried to comment on your site but wordpress wouldnt let me.........I so love your poem, and the truth it portrays - it takes us a while to realize our own worth and needs are as deserving as everyone else's. You wrote this poem perfectly. Great job!

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  3. fabulous poem.It was Ibsen who wrote that "The strongest man is he who stands alone".keep standing.

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  4. I can so relate to this. Thanks for pointing me to this. I will definitely stop by and check it out.

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  5. Excellent choice of poem, Robb! I can identify. I had this happen to me within the past year. The sting is real.

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  6. One of the finest I have read on this subject. It inspired me to think about friends and the role they play in my own life.

    http://pspacer11.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/friends-are-not-just-for-christmas/

    Sorry to promote my own effort here, but the above went deep and I felt a need to meet head on my own experiences.

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  7. A very strong poem, both in attitude and in its writing. In addition to the verses that Robb has mentioned, I particularly like:

    ".....
    One day.
    You said to
    Fuck off.
    I did,"

    @Abin, appropriate quote.

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  8. Yes, an interesting writer, worth a look.

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  9. Yes, this is a great poem on those not-so-true friends that stab you in the back. Thanks for sharing.

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