Teddy and the tomb poem


imageFinding myself on a hamster wheel.  I reached out tonight to a friend so I wouldn’t be morose in bed, hugging on to my teddy – my 40 year old touchstone.

I’m tired of listening to my own thoughts, so I can only imagine how you must feel reading them.

I know what it is important in life.  Love – family – serenity – service – enduring friendships.

I’m burned out on the wheel though.

If I had a magic wand, it would put me somewhere with a future.  A chance to spread my wings and not have them operated by ‘must’.  Must fly here – must fly there – must not touch the light.

I wrote this poem years ago, and it’s become a metaphor for what could have been.

“In memory of …” the tomb began,

I could not read much more.

My loss engraved in cold grey stone, was too much to endure.

I turned away, too pained to stay,

And walked to clear my mind.

All the while regretting what I had to leave behind.

 

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About debaucherysoup

I've traveled 4 continents, affording me experiences and adventures to last a lifetime. Most important was the exposure to other cultures, beliefs and lifestyles. I'm also mom to one of the most amazing human beings I know.

Posted on February 26, 2013, in Creative Writing, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I love him…your bear. It hurts so much to be alive, when I die, I will know why-but it still hurts in the mean time. Answers WILL come, for the questions you have, they always do. You are the Star in your own life, when some of your physical pain relents, some peace can seep in…Please be good to yourself dear friend, go easy on you.

  2. Reblogged this on MetaRead360 Small Press presents and commented:
    Reminds me of the story about the threadbare stuffed toy that was loved-to-death…The Velveteen Rabbit.

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