Helen Beck Poet Free verse

Alive

If every move I make is wrong
maybe I should just freeze in place,
waiting for that Knight to come along,
the one with the obscure face.
Half blind and almost deaf
I see no banners in the sky
only the kind that come into view
momentairly then pass by.
'I don't know how to do this!' she cries,
I don't know anything at all.
But in my heart I know I'm alive,
at least until that sharp blade falls.
"Off with her head!"

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Beata Agustin September 17, 2026 at 12:30 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Beata Agustin September 17, 2026 at 12:30 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A March 26, 2016 at 9:30 PM Helen Beck, you've expressed yourself well, I like the way you ended the poem. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Happy Easter ** LOVE LINDA

Skat A August 10, 2015 at 6:54 PM HELEN, a wonderful read.... LOVE *SKAT*

Robin Maughan April 19, 2009 at 8:03 AM Nice ending! My head has been on the plate more than once !! Welcome! Hugs, Robin

James Marshall Goff April 5, 2009 at 4:36 PM Helen, in your heart, you are very much alive! your comments made my heart sing! much love, Jim

John Loving Iii April 5, 2009 at 12:58 PM we all suffer from this, it's called hope and shyness. it's when cupids arrow cuts your clothes but not you. i like this piece, it's deep in the right places. John H Loving III

James Marshall Goff April 5, 2009 at 9:42 AM I see a ray of hope in this poem! only 'half blind'and 'banners....come into view' Helen, never quit! never give up! the best is yet to come! holy cow, you moved me with this fine poem! thanks! Jim