Below is the poem entitled In Her Hands Now which was written by poet
Fredholm. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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From time to time the mould gets broken,
And shatters into unspoken pieces. Chaos,
The lack of form, supplants the frozen norm.
Relief is sweet, like breathing out a stone.
Each time I stagger to my dizzy feet and climb
back out of that grinding sausage machine,
opening doors, energy forms, release me
Into a wave of darkness and dreams.
Until, invisible hands, guide me, pull me
Urge me forward, until I can hear
the call, clearly and beyond all doubt,
I jump, I fall, I feel her waiting arms
and disappearing from all, until,
possessed, I am in her hands now.