Tuesday, January 7, 2014

New York at Night

    New York at Night by Vivian Gucwa

Take my hand
and walk with me
into the night of the world.

Take my hand
and walk with me
into the simmering stars.

Take my hand
and walk with me
into the light of my wound.

Take my hand
and walk with me,
and I will make you whole.


Written for Tess Kincaid at The Mag creative writing group.  Also posted at dVerse Open Link Night.  Click on the links to check them out. 

45 comments:

  1. As long as there are no germs on your hand lol

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  2. I like that, the cobblestones glistening in the wet light and the repetition of the poem. Holding hands used to mean so much...

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    1. Thanks Yvonne. Holding hands still means a lot to me. :o)

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  3. walking into the wound of another...entering into their pain...there is healing in that as we face it together....walking it together makes it easier as well...

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  4. Of companionship and caring, a little like a lullaby :)
    Tigerbrite

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  5. Take my hand ... I love the mantra-like sound of those words. We do manage to grab many hands through the years, don't we.

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  6. This is like a song .. it's like a life till death does us part.. very sweet...

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  7. I love how each stanza unfolds and builds in intimacy. Great.

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  8. Easy to take your hand..follow into your words..

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  9. ...and then together hand in hand they walk off into the moonlight, believing in love.

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  10. Very positive view, I specially like the last stanza ~ Good one Mary ~

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  11. It is always good to have someone whose hand one can hold as one journeys the different paths through life. I enjoyed this, Mary.

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  12. Lovely poem Omary, repetition always works well with me as It makes clear a central intention. Well done.

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  13. That is what real love is about - intentional and purposeful - helping each other - showing grace. Lovely poem.

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  14. Take my hand..there is so much in those 3 words..lovely poem..

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  15. it needs trust to open up to someone...but with it comes the potential of healing... i really like this.. sometimes it can be a difficult walk but we win so much if we do

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    1. It can indeed be difficult. Thank you very much Claudia.

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  16. Take my hand
    and walk with me
    into the light of my wound.....gorgeous lines.

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  17. The repetition of the phrase "Take my hand…" works very well. There is a certain positiveness, with the promise of healing, caring, support perhaps. I like how you conceptualized and personalized this image, Mary.

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  18. I also like the repetition, like an incantation, or a promise ~

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  19. This is a poem I can relate to at the moment, thanks.

    Pamela

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  20. Hi Mary, I love the simplicity and rhythm to this. Well done.
    Thanks for stopping by my blog today.

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  21. such a beautiful poem....when i look at the stars or the city lights at night, i always feel less alone!

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  22. Sounds like a great place to be nighttime.

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  23. For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
    Jeux de coiffure

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  24. Take my hand. Does she really need all that convincing? :) Sweet poem. I love walking and holding hands with my husband.

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  25. What a tender "Take" on the image, Mary.
    Really, this is so giving, and this stanza achingly so:
    "Take my hand
    and walk with me
    into the light of my wound."

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