Sometimes I’ll observe an incident in life that I have absolutely no jurisdiction over. In frustration I’ll just sit back and peck out a poem. As is true with life in general, people may start traveling one path, when conflict forces them off their intended road. Or they become enlightened and break off into a new direction. Either way I silently watch in angst as they avoid the inevitable choice, to stave off the lurking pain. Despite the fact this poem is written about one particular situation it applies generically to a few unrelated circumstances at this juncture!
No Choice
Broken down vehicle
Cracked at the core
Broken down sentiments
Severed the allure
Broken down conduct
Aiming for the crash
Broken down interior
Extracting the trash
Broken down conclusions
Lesions from the wreck
Broken down appetite
Left with just a speck
Broken down assurances
History less congealed
Broken down fortitude
Prospects now repealed
You have but one choice
Rejoice, and find your voice
4 comments:
Hi Sher! Love the colors in this pic. Great inspiring words to let us stand up and find our happiness. xo
I love the repetition and many meanings of broken down in this poem. As ever, your artwork is wonderful Sherrie! xx, JP/deb
Choices indeed!! sometimes outside influence doesn't give us a choice of circumstances, just a choice of how to react to them..
PEace and love, Kai xx
Sherrie,
I enjoy each of your posts. Your poetry is thought-provoking. Thanks for sharing.
Shelley
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