Hold Me

Hold me

chest to breast

Hold me

in your heart.

Hold me

I am blessed

Hold me

so we’re never apart.


See me

with eyes wide open.

See me

with your naked soul

See me

with truth unbroken.

See me

spirit unbridled and whole


Touch me

so I can mend

Touch me

to put my mind at rest

Touch me

so my heart can ascend

Touch me

so love can be its best.


Feel me

to my inner being

Fell me

to my very core

Feel me

my passions freeing

Feel me

forever and ever more


Hold me

chest to breast

Hold me

in your heart.

Hold me

I am blessed

Hold me

so we’re never apart.

This is a poem that I’ve recently been working on.  You can hear me recite it below by clicking on the green “Hold Me”  icon.  Windows media player or another chosen application should play this.

Hold Me (click on this)


Written for www.wildramblings in January of 2014.

  • Teresa Evangeline

    Oh, Bill, this is wonderful, the poem and your reading of it. What a treat. I am so grateful to hear your voice and it sounded as I had imagined … a clear and gentle strength. A beautiful start to a new year of poetry.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you so much Teresa! Funny, when I heard my voice I was totally surprised at how unclear and ambiguous it sounded to me. I recorded it 4 or 5 times trying to get it to sound different but it still sounded like something foreign, even distant. Glad you have a different opinion. I’m more apt to read one aloud again. HA!

  • Wendy

    I agree, Bill. the deep, warm, rough strength in your gentle voice sounds just as I would expect your voice to sound. The words are so clearly those of an open-hearted, honest, loving man. I am blessed to hear them.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you Wendy. This was actually difficult for me to post. I don’t know why. Perhaps it felt risky. Perhaps I felt as if I was vulnerable. But then again that’s what the poem is about it some ways, isn’t it.

  • Barbara

    Brave man- poetry to me is so very personal, i doubt I’d ever be able to post let alone read any of mine. Loved hearing you read as well… and I agree that your poem is about vulnerability – though that is presumptuous of me. Like learning this side of you Bill. Thank you for sharing.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Actually it was difficult for me to post this. I do not write a lot of poetry, Sometimes I get an idea and just write. We are all vulnerable if we are honest. This poem was actually more about strength than vulnerability. A complete sharing of yourself takes some degree of fortitude, This may be part of why it occurs so rarely. To do so reveals the ultimate commitment to self, love, a loved one, and the earth.

  • http://everyday-adventurer.blogspot.com/ Ratty

    A nice warm poem for a cold winter day. I wish I could write poetry like that, but I think I don’t even have the talent to begin. I really like the milkweed picture too.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Given you are a very talented person I’m guessing you could write poetry. Give it a try when you feel the urge. I’ll bet you’ll be pleasantly surprised at the results.

    Simply said, I love milkweed. It is delicate, beautiful, and somehow inspirational.

  • BrusselsfromBrussels

    I’ve stopped by before and never commented. This poem caught me totally off guard. It reveals a different point of view than I am used to. I liked this and encourage you to do some more.

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you for the nice words. Although I have poetry running around inside my head all the time I don’t always put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) but I will try to do so more frequently. It is difficult for me to post my poetry. I feel as if I have a lot to learn.

  • Debra

    This is a pleasant surprise. I understand the vulnerability you feel
    when writing or saying something deeply personal, it takes courage. And, when so much poetry is abstruse to the point of it being incomprehensible, yours is powerful in its clarity and intensity. Encore!

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Thank you so much Debra. Your comments mean so much to me. My poetry, what little there is, does not usually rhyme but I loved playing with the words and lyrics as everything fell together. It started as a completely different poem and ended with this particular version. All of you have given me a little confidence about this type of writing (the funny part is that I love playing with words so much in prose I was amazed at how similar they two writing forms could be). Thank you so much!

  • Emily Brisse

    Ohmy. What beautiful sentiments. I noticed the word “vulnerable” below in the comments, and that is exactly what I was thinking as I read this: how heart-felt and open these words feel to me. We all just want to be known, don’t we? I think that’s one of the driving forces of so much of what we as humans do, and your words here capture that feeling perfectly. Thanks for sharing, Bill!

  • http://www.wildramblings.com Wild_Bill

    Yes vulnerable. And because I love the cold, adventure in wild places, and a very large sturdy guy this was somehow very hard to post. I know, it sounds macho, and I suppose it is. But the truth is this. I am sensitive. I am deeply in love with my life. I am deeply in love with the earth. I think about both of my adult children about 1000 times a day. And I need to be held, loved, supported just like any other sensitive person. And I will tell you one more secret. My favorite kind of movie? Nope, not nature, not adventure, not even comedy. I really, really like love stories. Shhhh…….don’t tell anybody! It my might ruin my image.

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