Saturday, March 19, 2011

Poetry and Prose

I recently started writing poetry. It's weird. I don't really see myself as a creative person. But I sing and I paint, and now I write. I'm just not particularly good at any of them. And I don't really like for people to know about it either. Maybe that's becuase I feel like I'm not good at it, or maybe it's becuase I want to have it all for myself. But as I sat down to write about some of my thoughts as of lately, I kept thinking about this poem I wrote. Lately, it seems as if I have been on a journey to learn to love my little ordinary life. So here's whats been on my heart:

Ordinary life

I've had my share of obligatory loss
and dreams I know won't come true.
But I'm done with drawing lines to cross.
It's time to make life good, not just make do.
It's time to quit whining and just pursue
My plain and simple, ordinary life.

I used to rail against my compromises.
I wished for fairy tales and white lace.
But happiness arrives in new disguises:
A Mardi Gras glitter shoe, getting to say grace.
A walk in the rain, that silly smile on your face.
My plain and simple, ordinary life.

I'm just not made for happily ever after.
It seems the woman I've turned out to be
Is not the leading lady but the laughter.
But I have learned to find the poetry
In what my hands touch and my eyes see.
My plain and simple, ordinary life.

1 comment:

Jenny said...

Who says you're not any good at writing?

I love the imagery in the poem--- so poignant! Mostly, I love you!!