I heard Annabel Jones’ Asking for a Friend and a couple of the lyrics really got under my skin. They inspired the piece below.
I watch helpless
as sadness swallows
you whole
too weary to fight
you are going down
without a sound
slipping into the
deep stillness
where my arms do not reach
I call your name
over and over
into the darkness
while seeking a strong
rope or sturdy branch
to lower down to you
that I am not certain
you will even
try to grasp
passers-by pause, curious
at my frantic attempts to reach you
How do you stay clear?
How can you find peace?
I inquire of
the disinterested strangers
I am asking for a friend
Brave & Reckless 
Desperate searching
A way to save a friend
To pierce enveloping darkness
Bystanders and passers by
No help there
How can they not
How can they not
As I read, a verse from “Colors Of The Sun” by Jackson Browne came:
“Oh, leave me where I am I am not losing
If I am choosing not to plan my life
Disillusioned savior search the sky
Wanting to just to show someone the way
Asking all the people passing by
Doesn’t anybody want the way”
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Christine Ray – Asking strangers
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I keep coming back to this, trying to think of a comment that does justice to this tremendous art you’ve weaved. Nothing I can think of adequately describes how moving this poem is. Tremendous work.
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