Just That Archaic Poet Poet Free verse

All We Have Is Hope

I can feel the freezing fright and fear rattling in the marrow of my bones;
It immerses me.
I can feel the vexing uncertainty shrouding me like a black cloud;
It swallows me.
I can feel the baleful worry surrounding me like a pack of ravenous wolves;
It encircles me.
I can feel the awful dread welling and swelling up in me like a violent maelstrom;
It envelops me.
I can feel the cumbersome woe strangling me like a constricting python;
It entangles me.
I can feel the taxing stress crashing and breaking like tsunami waves on the shores of my mind;
It besets me.
I can feel the agonizing anguish beating my beleaguered soul to a bloody pulp;
It besieges me.
I can feel the terrible torment fomenting an emotional breakdown and upheaval;
It encompasses me.
I can feel the perplexing pain plaguing my heart with rancorous delight;
It inundates me.
I can feel the damnable distress torture every fiber of my being;
It binds me.
But I can also feel the wondrous spirit of Hope rising inside me like a spring of faith;
It strengthens me.

*Written for my dad who is now battling kidney cancer. All thoughts, prayers, good 
vibes and well-wishes are sincerely appreciated. Thank you  ~Chan

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Scott Thirtyseven December 25, 2013 at 4:26 PM This is a beautiful, powerful write Chan. I give people Chemotherapy 3-4 days a week, and from that view point I wish you, your family and father, all the best with his treatment, and outcome. I was writing to say thanks for visiting my Southern Christmas, but instead just want to say, "may the Season treat you all well." Scott Just That Archaic Poet December 26, 2013 at 8:20 AM I sincerely appreciate that, Scott; thank you :)

Joseph May December 20, 2013 at 4:35 PM An inspiring write Chan...we are always lifted up by the strength of our hope and faith...best wishes Just That Archaic Poet December 21, 2013 at 8:07 AM Thanks for the read and review, Joseph :)

Mark Peterson December 16, 2013 at 1:22 AM The unremitting pathos of your write mounted to unbearability, as indeed this experience has for you, and yet you successfully brought it to a null in the only way possible, which is countermanding it with hope. I know this brings catharsis and empowers you to really support your dad. Powerful read for me, Chan. Just That Archaic Poet December 17, 2013 at 11:41 AM I'm glad you understand and truly grasp what this poem means; you are astute and observant. Thanks for your insightful review, Mark :)

Laura Breidenthal December 12, 2013 at 8:55 AM Amazing work. I could feel it as I read it! --perhaps not in its full intensity! I notice your work is very descriptive and your words brought out very colorfully, effectively and vividly. Thanks for sharing. Always, Laura Just That Archaic Poet December 17, 2013 at 11:40 AM I very much appreciate the read and review, Laura; it means a great deal to me. Thank you :)

Painted Hunter December 3, 2013 at 10:40 AM Chan in free verse...;) This is powerful and everything free verse should be...Wonderful! Wishing all the best for your father.....Caleb Just That Archaic Poet December 3, 2013 at 12:50 PM I sincerely appreciate that, Caleb; thank you on both accounts! :)

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri December 2, 2013 at 11:10 AM Woah frm pythöns to ravenous wolves yor dark awesome metaphor is impresive n nice how u end it on a positive note. Yeah though cancer is such a monster yet keep up d spirits pal. Just That Archaic Poet December 2, 2013 at 11:55 AM Thanks, SZ; much appreciated :)

Richard Lamoureux December 2, 2013 at 9:00 AM So sorry for your dad. This was unusual for you to write an unryming piece yet very extreamly effective piece. Just That Archaic Poet December 2, 2013 at 11:55 AM Many thanks, my friend :)

Delysia Hendricks December 1, 2013 at 9:12 AM You obviously have a strong connection with your father. Above all, show him all the love you may. Hold tightly onto that hope, my friend. Big hugs and warmliest of warmlies. Licia :-) Just That Archaic Poet December 1, 2013 at 10:00 AM I sincerely appreciate the kind words, Licia; thank you so much <3

Anne-Lise Andresen December 1, 2013 at 7:21 AM - Four years ago my father got lung cancer. - A heavy time ... a year of cell therapy, and radiation .... the year by insecurity and disease .... - He was unlucky with radiation - balance nerves were destroyed - my mother died .... my father is still alive - can walk inside his house, but use a wheelchair outside .... he received life back .... almost 80 years. - Touching poem, well done! - Warm thoughts to your family. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Just That Archaic Poet December 1, 2013 at 8:21 AM I'm sorry to hear that, Anne Lise, but thank you for warm thoughts and kind words and also thank you for reading and reviewing :)