Cocooned
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson, Infinity Limited
He felt the world stop breathing yesterday,
And let the silence creep into his heart,
Then watched as if his spirit stood apart
Recording every dream that fell away.
Hardship Poems
Nobody gets a kick out of writing hardship poems, for obvious reasons. We write what we know, and most of us are just as happy keeping hardship a stranger. That said, we all go through times of trial, and writing or reading cathartic hardship poems can lift our spirits considerably. Sometimes, we need to wallow in our misery a bit. Other times, we need to vent about it. Much of the time, though, we are simply looking for a ray or two of hope. In this section, Hardship Poems, you can be sure to find plenty of all three. I hope you also find some relief, as I did in writing them.
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
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The Watcher
©2003 by Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller
Her eyes look past the window pane,
beyond the shutters and the years.
She hears the laughing children, sees
but does not see them through her tears.
Discarded
©2003 by Susan Noyes Anderson, His Children, Vantage Point Press
Photograph ©2003 Anita Schiller
Too many sorrows I have known,
too many sadnesses unsaid.
A lake of woe surrounds my heart,
the last remains of tears unshed.
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If this poem resonates with you, you might also relate to Cocooned. Other related poems are pictured with titles below. For more options, you can visit the home page and click on an appropriately themed category like “Hope Poems,” “Hardship Poems,” etc.
Peace, My Child
©1999 Susan Noyes Anderson, Awaken Your Spiritual Power, Karisma Press (poem only)
I thought I walked this earth alone,
beneath my burdens bowed,
until I found I could not bear
their weight and cried aloud.
Lifeboat
©1999 Susan Noyes Anderson, Awaken Your Spiritual Power, Karisma Press
Image by Eugene Garin
A boat is life, a vessel in the gale
Tossed by the wind and driven through the night;
A hapless cutter, searching for the light
That used to dance and shimmer on a sail
Once bright and proud, bedraggled now, and pale.