What if I don’t measure up? If I get there, and I’m exactly what people think of me on sight, Which is not much. Even though I know that I can do the job. The pressure of the steel ceiling which has yet been broken, Bears on my shoulders and neck. My job is toContinue reading “Insecurities”
Category Archives: Identity
The Honest Truth
I would rather wear comfortable clothes And takes at least 20 minutes to get shoes on The easiest ones anyway. I despise makeup, And don’t get me started on polish. But, if I look “relaxed” No one thinks I owned the confidence game No matter how sure, strong, and smart I am, If I don’tContinue reading “The Honest Truth”
Why Sooooo Serious?
I promise I am not, as they say, a tight-ass, a snob, or tooo much of a jerk. I laugh hard enough to fall to the floor. In fact, I am known locally as the sincerest of optimists. “How can you be so upbeat when you…?” I get this question all the time. And theContinue reading “Why Sooooo Serious?”
Let it be, Fully
Stop thinking, It’s a distraction. Distraction from the sadness Distraction from the anger Distraction from the exhaustion Distraction from the fear. The mind can mutate a fright Into a terror. If we let it stand in the path of an emotion. The mind will feed that poison orphan emotions Which would otherwise wander and quicklyContinue reading “Let it be, Fully”
Worse Off
Is not a motivation for gratitude. The kids who can’t get enough food. The ill who can’t buy treatment. The people in cages Those without a means of survival. Should not be the source of my gratitude. Not on their necks. I am angry that I’m granted these things Arbitrarily, when so many are denied.Continue reading “Worse Off”
Notice
Assumptions are the short cuts I made to focus my ambition Fed by what I was told, And never considering the motivation of the people who knew best. In this holding pattern of a year, I keep asking myself, why not try? And, I notice that every single one of the things I couldn’t do,Continue reading “Notice”
A Song For Me
When I played with dolls, It was a nightmare tale Of scars and evil. Met with compassion and curiosity, Before I could define those words. My sister woke me up at night when she was afraid And I couldn’t give her the comfort she sought Just as accomplishment is not linear, Life is not aContinue reading “A Song For Me”
Time
Time is flying in slow motion My body aches with a message That it won’t share with me. It’s not for me, that much I know But I am a bundle of photons and light, Whose message will not scatter into three dimensions I am hollow, so it is believed, But, even at face valueContinue reading “Time”
The Exercise of Life
If picking myself up after life knocked me flat was exercise I would be a bodybuilder at this point when I was young, I sought the strength that is confidence in my interpersonal relations the ability not to live in the consciousness of a burden, not to fear the letdown of letdown and loneliness, toContinue reading “The Exercise of Life”
