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We Will Walk
by Ken HarnischSomeday
We will walk hand-in-hand
To some end I cannot see
To some place I do not know
And contemplate the irony of
Our silence
It is ever like this
Hearts so full of summer, high and hot
And sultry
That remaining vestige
Of a wild youth
Constrained by quiet poetry and the consequence
Of speaking it too loud
We may, in time,
Succumb in happy mutuality to that embrace,
Which, knowing how
Embraces are, can tangle themselves in flaming strands
That lead to ravenous fire
And in that flame we may be tempted
To say the words
We always weighed so carefully
And only then, and only now,
Did we ever question why
09/19/2007 Author's Note: The title is borrowed. The poem is from another place.
Posted on 09/19/2007
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 09/19/07 at 12:42 PM it is lovely and enchanting. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 09/19/07 at 03:50 PM Perfectly balanced intensity of contemplation. Into my favorites immediately. Love the heightened language, the knowingness and subtley of this, and the unspoken. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Shaw on 09/19/07 at 08:11 PM I love this for so many reasons. It makes me want to run outside right now and yell sun, sun, look I have it! Kiss me you fool... the time is now |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 09/20/07 at 06:59 PM This is so beautifly written, and it brings back memories of walks taken in the past. I wonder what paths there are yet to be taken... what walks there will be. Funny, but life seems an uncertian journey... a walk in and of itself. I love how you have worded this... and started it with "Someday" |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 09/21/07 at 12:54 AM excellent, through & through. another great write, Ken :) |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/22/07 at 03:26 AM How strange, treading so softly that we leave unsaid things that a loved one yearns to hear. And how gentle you write of this, in a way that can be heard well. and I love and relate with Elizabeth Shaw's comment! sun sun sun! here I am! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/23/07 at 03:39 PM I keep rereading this one - borrowed, or not, I love the directness of the title as it carries into and through this lovely poem. There is an understanding of human nature here that points to all of us now and then, and I do hope that we all "Succumb in happy mutuality to that embrace,". Thank you.
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| Posted by Mara Meade on 09/24/07 at 12:01 PM This is tinged with a sadness that hides itself in each step you take. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 09/26/07 at 06:39 PM This is tender, sweet and a note of restraint yeilds itself towards the end...may you find the joy you seek in the walk you will someday take. smh |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/30/08 at 01:13 PM this really is quite a beautiful poem Ken. just read it again today and i realized how much i love it |
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