Best Reaching Out Poems
Through thickening haze,
I hear your voice call my name,
encouraging me, words beating
with my heart, guiding me home
as I stumble and crawl…
lost in a winding maze,
blinded by a smokescreen haze.
My life falls off-course; a sudden struggle,
I am suffocated by my own thoughts,
by perfectly manicured hedges,
by a world of betrayal…a world of deceit.
Yet, I live every moment with hope –
I see filtered rays of light,
feel their warmth on my skin,
a reminder of Heaven when I shiver within.
As I climb my leafy-green, prison walls,
my courage creates new heightened paths.
Like English Ivy weaving
through a garden lattice,
I grow taller, plan my escape,
hear your unwavering voice
drape over me with love and strength…
Your hand, outstretched,
seems just within my reach.
I focus on a life without walls,
a place I can learn and teach,
an open field of tomorrows…
vibrant, full, free.
Every singular cell, every breath I draw,
every soulful feeling…all of me,
with all of my flaws,
reaches out to all of you.
With a touch, I am saved…
I am found.
A new dawn breaks just within my reach.
April in Melbourne
and the trees
are beginning to write Autumn
on the waters of the river
in a script of floating leaves,
briefly holding meaning clumped
within the grip of a few
fragile stanzas before
breaking apart.
There is something sad
in the dissolution, in the loss
of adhesion, the inevitable drift
towards an end where
what remains will become
pages of bottom silt.
I am not sure
if anything survives -
beauty, the loveliness
of this world, meaning itself -
all seem to pass away
and yet we write words
as if reaching out to grasp
something of the eternal
that is concealed behind
a camouflage of decay.
Like a branch that reaches out toward the sun
Or a leaf that gently touches the sky
steadfast and growing with roots running deep
or a robin preparing to fly
like a wing that glides on a gentle wind
seeking its way to a nest
like a wave gently rolling ashore
Searching for a place to rest
Like two hearts beating from many miles away
thumping in perfect harmony
trying to find some common ground, to set their spirits free
Like a kite that slowly dances across the sky
or the sun that chases the moon
like a rainbow arched from right to left that faded much too soon
Like a dolphin leaping over a perfect wave
or a shooting star that glitters in its flight
The soft sweet whisper of a gentle sea breeze
as the daytime slowly turns into night
like a mother and child sharing time
precious moments in a gentle embrace
like the the sun that rises in the eastern sky
with a smile on its early morning face
like the golden rays reaching out to touch
the green soft earth below
like a love that seeks to find an answer
one you might already know
like a song that reaches out to find
an open and receptive ear
like the person scared to make a change, suddenly losing that fear
like a road that reaches out to nowhere, suddenly finding its place
like two people standing lost gazing face to face
Where love’s blindness brings clear vision
Hearts seek out the perfect place
Can you hear my voice,
on the other side?
I call quietly out to reach your ear,
and hope your heart will listen.
I don't care to reach the masses,
just one just you will do.
I'm a solitude writer,
as company can crowd me.
One perfect understanding being,
to delight in mutual comprehension.
How interesting silent communication is,
when two are wired just right.
A half wink, a half smile,
or just a half glance would do,
to translate all's well,
along with my hope for you too.
Keep fresh my love for you,
as my touch for you in your heart.
I cannot for years foresee,
how on earth we'd ever grow apart.
I have yet to witness over time,
true love that ever really did die.
If time would pass without an exchange,
hearts might surely bleed.
Like the clearing of a thick fog,
a lighthouse beam so bright,
the distance grows nearer,
ships find ports and captains raise their glasses.
Unite once again after rough seas and a long while,
together with a knowing half smile!
A screaming baby hanging by the rock,
Amidst the splashing turbulence of angry waves,
I am running downhill to rescue the child,
Over slippery stones with my shaken nerves,
Time is ticking, ticking fast, between me and the scream,
I wipe my glasses to clear the mist,
to see where screaming baby lies!
Between the rock at the very edge,
It’s shirt held on by a tree branch,
The baby screams
as the wind swings it along,
a dance between life and ocean waves!
Barely six feet from the child,
I lean across a rocky ledge,
but waves rush in at me,
as if to say “No!He is mine!”
My hand reach out to grab his arm,
slippery baby with slippery hands!
The branch desires to hold him on
as I wrestle the wood to free the child,
a wet baby wrapped in my arms
screaming louder than ever before!
I roll away till we are safe
and climb my way to safety heights.
In the fragility of my dreams
I often rescue this child,
a child that lives deep in me!
Trees and boulders, ocean and rocks,
the vicissitudes of life
that would not let him be.
Written 19/05/2020
2nd placement
In the fragility of dreams contest
Sponsor Silent One
Reaching out to others you’ll find you’re never alone.
There’s comfort there, even in the worse of times.
God gave us arms to hold others tight.
He gave us eyes, to see others plight.
He gave us legs to get to those arms.
He gave us hearts to know where to go.
But only he can show you the key…
To love, and hope and eternity.
Written 1-2-2015
Reaching out to me the golden light streams
The sun kisses my forehead with its blush
Nothing in this scene is quite as it seems
Multicolored brightness is sure quite lush
Pinks, yellows have made it to me, redeems
To caress my soul with light in a rush
Opened, I must be as much as I can
Kisses from the sunset form a grand plan
Russell Sivey
From a lonely grave a broken heart reaches out
Touches within my intermost being without a doubt
Did she not have any courage left within her grasp
A tiny bit to help her cling on and a small hand to clasp
Wondering for years what really happened back then
Accidental poisoning or suicide in the glen
Six days she lingered in agony's strong grip
Was she able to repent and leave on the gospel ship?
my mind feels cornered again
every thought has me hanging
on sanity's edge
i reach for you
this ringing in my head
offers little hope
as it echoes
through the phone
a momentary pause
before the pre-recorded voice
the usual message after the tone
as the tone of mood changes
i can feel my emotions
fall like shadows
on lonely walls
my air is heavy
like these blades
that press
steel force
against my flesh
a drop of blood
trickles down
pulsating
to the tune
of my heart's beat
darkness draws its line
between life and death
and feeds my thoughts
death dances at my door
and i can feel its cold press
as it cuts through me again
like a blade's edge
steel-force
my version of the poem
Leave a message after the beep
by Just That Archaic Poet
Reaching Out
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We
walk in
a world that
is suspended in
space
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We
probe and
explore the
mystery of
life
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There’s
only
one truth to
which we can hold
on
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The
giver
of life, He
is holding our
hands
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His
love is
there for all
that faithful reach
out
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You will find God when you seek
him with all of your heart.
Getting on your knees in prayer
is a good place to start!
Remember... A double-minded man is
unstable in his ways.
He has no true direction in
life when he prays.
Draw near to God and he'll
draw near to you.
His word will be your guide
in all that you do.
Hunger for his righteousness...
and be filled!
Drawing close to Jesus is
what God has willed!
He desires an intimate love...
more than words can say!
Come to him now... with no more delay!
Trust him with all of your heart...
not your own understanding.
In everything...acknowledge him...
and heed his commanding!
Obey his command to serve with
body, sould and mind.
Everlasting peace and love you will surely find!
His desire for you to know and
love him is never ending.
Come to him now... please...
no more "pretending."
Reach out today... and call on his
wonderful name!
His love for you is forever
and will never change!
Allow him to bring joy to your
heart and pure delight!
Please come to him now.. why not tonight?
By JIm Pemberton
2008
~Two chairs staring at each other…empty.
Meters away, dark fog gathers to choke their
fired gazes piercing the needles of discord
strewn on the caving floor both mute, raging…
both divided by scrolls of dead sea syllables that
gradually, a quivering throat assuages
another tattered heart lost in the mist
of anger; moving without movement on such
a sulfur night: and the chairs creak
in anticipation of hands tasting
a pour of balm. Till words ramble ,“
I am sorry,” his hands pleading
like a sonata of crying winds. Light
touches light once, twice--and her hand
reaches out ... a nearness of their skin groping .
Two chairs move closer and await
quarrel's mercy as starglow grants
lovers the warmth of forgiving embraces.
For Lover's Quarrel Contest
Sponsor: Lewis Raynes
My mind keeps saying no
But my arms, are reaching out for you again
My hands start shaking
As I tremble, at the thought of giving in
I recall all the pain
That you put me through, way back then
I wish I could just say no
But my arms, are reaching out for you again
My arms, are reaching out for you again
My nights are filled with images, of only you
You're in every single dream, when I turn-in
And I know, that I still love you
But my heart keeps telling me, that I can't win
Oh my arms, are reaching out for you again
When I woke this morning
My heart kept telling me, I can't win
When I looked at your picture
My tears fell like rain, on you again
I stood tracing your image
Remembering how you cheated, with other men
I wish I could just say no
But my arms, are reaching out for you again
My arms, are reaching out for you again
My nights are filled with images, of only you
You're in every single dream, when I turn-in
And I know, that I still love you
But my heart keeps telling me, that I can't win
Oh my arms, are reaching out for you again
reaching out
the fair chance
of it all
raises fear
chasing hope
us
checking each other
checking each other
just to be sure
it’s nor a game thing
life’s full of pain
with songs
groaning and moaning
sad rivers of tears
cascading the soul
chasing happiness
between pews of grief
mothers know of joy
as babes burst from wombs
to liberate two
that are the one we could be
Like a branch that reaches out toward the sun
Or a leaf that gently touches the sky
steadfast and growing with roots running deep
or a robin preparing to fly
like a wing that glides on a gentle wind
seeking its way to a nest
like a wave gently rolling ashore
Searching for a place to rest
Like two hearts beating from many miles away
thumping in perfect harmony
trying to find some common ground, to set their spirits free
Like a kite that slowly dances across the sky
or the sun that chases the moon
like a rainbow arched from right to left that somehow faded much too soon
Like a dolphin leaping over a perfect wave
or a shooting star that glitters in its flight
The soft sweet whisper of a gentle sea breeze
as the daytime slowly turns into night
like a mother and child sharing time
precious moments in a gentle embrace
like the the sun that rises in the eastern sky
with a smile on its early morning face
like the golden rays reaching out to touch
the green soft earth below
like a love that seeks to find an answer
one you might already know
like a song that reaches out to find
an open and receptive ear
like the person scared to make a change, suddenly losing that fear
like a road that reaches out to nowhere, suddenly finding its place
like two people standing hand to hand, gazing into each others face
like the warmth that comes from within the heart
reaching out for each other with a love that cannot be torn apart