Poetry Prompt 31 – The OctPoWriMo Journey

Whatever you begin

It must not have an end

Otherwise you’ll be left directionless

Repeating those excursions

Already undertaken.

Farewells bleed into

The opposite, into the seldom greetings

Of friends we do not really know.

A goal must be promised

With another in mind.

We are students, our conflicts

Force propulsion, teach us

In ways our peace cannot.

Everyone I know surpasses

Their current expectations while

I continue to circle the drain.

Being alive is rarely easy

But it is hardly nothing, a chance

Is still a chance and I can’t take

Another loss by default.

With mincing steps

I shuffle the dirt, a wayfarer

Wafer-thin and breathless.

A very simple piece written in great fatigue. Kids are so loud, so very loud. I feel like I am underwater. I wouldn’t know an arse from a teakettle right now.

OctPoWriMo

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14 responses to “Poetry Prompt 31 – The OctPoWriMo Journey

  1. I can’t tell you how badly I needed this poem. I feel like giving up … on life, you know. This is a reasonable amount of encouragement not to do it. It’s not over-the-top bubble-wrap “happy,” but it’s depressed encouragement, which is encouragement I can believe in.

    Those last three lines are brilliant poetry that honestly left me breathless.

  2. Being alive is rarely easy
    But it is hardly nothing, a chance
    Is still a chance and I can’t take
    Another loss by default.

    Powerfully stunning …. you know Yves … sometimes the simplest of pieces can convey just as much in their effect than the more complicated …. so …. give yourself credit – it’s due.

    Besides …. you probably need to sleep and rest up after such a big Bday bash weekend …. you should have worn socks on your ears – or earmuffs ….

    sending you good thoughts for some rest and a break 🙂

      • LOL — simply take one sock and slip in over your ear lobe – it helps if it is neither too large or too small and there is enough ribbing (usually the kinky length at the top that helps them stay up on one’s legs” – which then acts as an odd extra appendage or ear adornment … the crazier the socks (especially if hand made/ knitted) the more interesting the result 😄

  3. Everyone I know surpasses
    Their current expectations while
    I continue to circle the drain.

    Such an apt description of how life feels. Spiraling in place.

    But after 60 song playlists and 20 kids bouncing on energy and sugar, no wonder “Being alive is rarely easy . . . “

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