Poems by T.J. Swisher
View: Genuine Anam Cara
unassumingly she appeared at the threshold,
observing the vanquished tears,
tears losing the battle
not to befall her friend,
crisscrossed her friend sat
writhed on the light-colored carpet
endeared object clutched to her,
carefully from the threshold she joined
wrapping an arm around her friend,
thereupon allowing the deluge of despair to flow,
two friends lingering in silence,
yet so much said,
when the stronghold of emotion
subsided and quelled to subdued weeping,
she purely and loving said to her friend,
you are loved.
~T.J. Swisher
2020
B- you are an anam cara for sure. Maybe that moment that day wasn't
much out of what you'd do for anyone. But for me in that moment it was everything.
And when the nightmares awoke me again this imagine quelled it away and reminded me
of the good.
observing the vanquished tears,
tears losing the battle
not to befall her friend,
crisscrossed her friend sat
writhed on the light-colored carpet
endeared object clutched to her,
carefully from the threshold she joined
wrapping an arm around her friend,
thereupon allowing the deluge of despair to flow,
two friends lingering in silence,
yet so much said,
when the stronghold of emotion
subsided and quelled to subdued weeping,
she purely and loving said to her friend,
you are loved.
~T.J. Swisher
2020
B- you are an anam cara for sure. Maybe that moment that day wasn't
much out of what you'd do for anyone. But for me in that moment it was everything.
And when the nightmares awoke me again this imagine quelled it away and reminded me
of the good.
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