The Knocking... Poem by Annette Aitken

Great poem that I can relate to a lot, as someone who has Asperger's syndrome I really dislike the unknown and uncertainty.

This one resonates well with me, as I feel in your words the confrontation of the Unknown, the effect on the soul of such confrontation. The fear that ''the self I once knew might disappear without a trace'' (love that line- such a universally experienced fear) Honest and vividly gritty writing, Annette. Bravo! :) S

Confusion! ! Thanks for sharing.

Number one- -the title is well chosen. It gets right into the mystery of the piece- -the who is out there knocking on my door [my home, my life, my soul, my mind] But oh the mystery of the who- -is it a who- -is it rather a what- -does it bring good news or bad- -is it wanting in my life to do harm or to do good. What is knocking on the door of my life? Then - - - - - - - To be on top of the world, then find yourself at the bottom of the fall. Scared, that the self I once knew, might, disappear without a trace, - - - - - - - - - - - -Girl, power is on a tightly-strained leash with these words. There is a huge thing at risk here- -your soul. That is passionate writing about fear that our self may cease to be. You have my eyes widened, my heart pumping, my brain cells shooting messages to each other.... in other words you have achieved the goal of every writer- -you successfully reached out and touched the life of another. 10 of course