The staircase that
leads to your heart
is like a seashell
Curving and curling
climbing ever upward
It seems there’s never
an end to the height
I feel like I’ll not have
the strength to continue
unabated…
Seeking and stepping
on and on
trying to reach the top
but there’s no end in sight
I still can’t hear the beating
of
your
heart
Words: K.Botka
12/18/08
Author notes
This is the pix prompt I used : http://smsccr.deviantart.com/art/Seashell-21355632
A contest entry
- FOR anyone who loves QUOTES/PICS inspired by badnovocaine.
900 points, ended January 2, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Vivid & Amazing
This is an incredibly vivid piece reflecting the climb we all seem to make each and every day, whether it is our climb to reach the hearts of others or our climb to finally reach our Father: home at last. This latter I feel has been and remains the climb I make daily and would not have it any other way, for I cannot wait to see His glorious face and hear that voice of many waters!
I would make one tiny observation: a stairwell is the space beneath the risers of a "staircase." So, I suspect, based on the content of this awesome poem, that you meant to use "staircase," which does not alter your line meter or your intent.
Still another write that should garner the gold, dear one!
Much love, SisBon
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Hee hee!
This is what happens when your writing late at night! Thanks again Bonnie! 
I've been feeling like I've been caught on the stairwell lately so I'm sure that's how that factored in! The fact that I'm Brain Injured with ADD & don't get Delta sleep doesn't help either! 
I could sure use an editor 'cause I can be such a lousy one for myself. 
Well...from your words to the Judge's ears! I would like another Gold. 
All in His honor. Yes, this is like the walk on The Way. I sure want to see His face & hear His heart always! 
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Dear one, this poem needs absolutely nothing else. It is its best as it stands! So, don't worry about any more editing on "Staircase." It is a winner and I hope the contest host recognizes how truly amazing this piece is for all readers.
And, I know how you feel; for there are very few nights that I get any sleep at all. I feel that it has more to do with this being the last church age, rather than something organically wrong with us; despite the brain damage we both have. The doctors said we would be vegetables, but God made it not so! After all, Jesus did tell us to keep watch in the night, sleep not.
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Aw, this was such a thoughtfully written piece!
I liked how you related the seashell and a heart.
Very full of meaning, you expressed this pic well with your write and the ending had a bit of a stillness to it.
Thank you for entering.
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