amazing

It is amazing.

The years are like smoke,

wispy clouds and vapor trails.

I am older, yet I do not always feel old.

I am more free, yet not free.

I live less for the moment,

rarely stopping to savor

the heart-cracking clean

of glimmering spring mornings.

I became what I never thought to be:

a rat in the rat race,

just an unremarkable face in the crowd.

I communed with commuters,

rode the light rails,

toiled in a ghastly cubicle.

I stood in countless lines,

I clipped coupons,

I went to Tupperware parties.

amazing

Little of it was what I dreamed.

I have made a blue-eyed daughter

and some mistakes.

Pausing to consider that,

I can understand

that the worst disappointment

we can be is to ourselves.

amazing

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

"I have made a blue-eyed daughter
and some mistakes.
Pausing to consider that,
I can understand
that the worst disappointment
we can be is to ourselves."

I love how you gave credit to yourself for making your daughter. Our children are works of art, the very best of ourselves, aren't they?

"I clipped coupons,
I went to Tupperware parties." I became my mother without even noticing! Wonderful poetry!

[annie lee]

Thanks for your review and sympathetic words.

[Pryde Foltz]

I think it is all how you look at it. There is magic to be found in the seemingly mundane. And your life perhaps typical from the outside shines with love from within as does this poem.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh yes, the tupperware, coupon filled life...

we put ourselves in containers of monotonous dedication to the mundane...and forget to smell the roses..

we fill up our time so much we have not a moment to just stop and look around us.

you capture this so well in this piece...a modern day version of emily dickinson's "because i could not stop for death"

you capture the spirit of the hurried life.

[annie lee]

Thanks. I find that regret can sometimes overpower me, but I think that I am beginning to understand that regret should be fleeting and not oppressive.