Common Ground

If you could see
What I see
In those moments when
You're most vulnerable
You might recognize
Through the haze
Of your sadness
There is something within you
The word beautiful
Fails to describe

I've heard you cry out
For nothing more
Than the most basic
Of human needs
To be touched
In a way
Where you are seen
To be held
In a way
Where you are heard
To be safe
From all this
Which has been given you
To hear those words
This is not your fault

Such things 
Are not much to ask
If I could give them
To you, I would
Over and over
A thousand times a day
But like you
I've never known
These things

You'd think in this
We'd find common ground
But it's exactly
What keeps us apart
For how do we give
What we've never known
How do we share
What's never been shown
And how can we love
That which we fail to see

112 comments

  1. This is so beautiful River.
    Hands open, Hearts open searching for the place we can only find within ourselves…..searching each others eyes and bodies and words, hoping they might hold the answer we are looking for.
    Arms open, raw aching, the collective human howl…..we step forward alone, the only way out …. is in.

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  2. When I read this, I felt like I was having deja vu, but then I realized it is in your book Colder :). I have read it!

    There is something within you
    The word beautiful
    Fails to describe

    I have found that word, must be strength. Strength to endure the pain and beauty life brings each of us. The more I live the more I think they are one in the same.

    Thank you for all of what you share, it’s so strong!

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      1. You’re so welcome, the pleasure was all mine, and hope always hope :). You have to be careful with hope, it can create expectations…that can lead to disappointment after disappointment. I’ve been working on hope with no parameters…here’s to living and learning 💔.

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  3. This is a masterpiece, River. A searingly insightful representation of human frailty and the need for contact and intimacy. It’s all too easy to feel alone these days, and we could all do with some emotional common ground. 🙂

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      1. It is indeed a very good question, River. I’ve pondered over this and your poem over a nice big cup of tea this morning, and I wonder whether it’s down to a sense of vulnerability in all of us, a sense of self-preservation. Are we all too scared to reach out for fear of being hurt or rejected, even though underneath that’s what all we need as humans? If that is the case, that we’re all too scared of getting our fingers burnt, it’s a real shame, and a sad indictment on the state of humanity; that we’ve developed an inability to trust that gestures of warmth towards others won’t be rejected. Just a thought… 🙂

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    1. I have some pieces that may come across as dark and dismal, but I feel that a lot of what I write has an underlying theme of hope. Recognizing, exposing, and dissecting the pain often gives birth to hope.
      Thank you for reading and for the question.

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      1. You’re welcome. Also, I have found that sometimes when I read about other people’s pain/negative experiences, that I can relate and maybe have felt/experienced similar things. That gives me hope because it shows me that I am not alone. So many people feel alone and feel they cannot relate to others. That simple realization, that we are not alone and someone, somewhere understands me, is a powerful thing.

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  4. Absolutely beautiful. I still remember the emotion I experienced the first time I read this when it met me right where I was at and created a bit of awe and wonder within me. Your words are profound, deep and necessary. Still a favorite.

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  5. I found this wonderful on so many levels, River. That feeling of knowing what’s needed but not knowing how to get it done, especially when the stakes are so high…the pain is palpable in your words.

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  6. This is too beautiful for me to find the words to describe. Your words say it all:
    “If you could see
    What I see
    In those moments when
    You’re most vulnerable
    You might recognize
    Through the haze
    Of your sadness
    There is something within you
    The word beautiful
    Fails to describe”

    It’s those moments where we’re most vulnerable that to hear this would be…. like a healing balm for a chapped heart.

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  7. You have me crying like a child, River. To know you understand this is as heartbreaking as knowing it’s true about …my friend. We’re all walking each other home, a quote Ram Das said. I never read him, but that line speaks to me. Home to me is the place inside where we find healing — and each other. Wherever that is, it’s real. Thank you for writing this. It is now my favorite.
    ♥.

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