Moments of Reflection: Verses on Life, Love, and Transience

It’s been a while. I feel like I begin all of my posts with that lately. Sometimes I feel like I’m slacking on my dream. But if I really was giving up I wouldn’t still be posting and still putting in the effort to write. For those of you that don’t know, I got into writing poetry through my therapist. She encouraged me to write my feelings down. One of the other things we discussed once was labels. Labels aren’t all encompassing. You don’t ever have to entirely fit in a label. Your individuality and lack of conformity to one title in life is what makes you who you are. So in honor of that, because sometimes we need reminded, the following poems have no common theme except that I like them.

In the creation of life our lips graze those of death 
Something so essential could lead to our demise
It’s with sheer stubbornness that we prevail
To keep ourselves and progeny on the living side of the veil
-childbirth

You know that moment when it’s not light but it’s not quite night?
You can see the glow of a streetlight
And the birds in flight
It might be one of my favorite moments
One stuck in between times
-dusk

Right? Wrong? Neutral?
Which one is it?
Or am I just too guarded 
Won’t let you in?
I want to
I want to get tangled in your limbs
And let your neurons intertwine with mine
Then our lives would mesh too
No longer separate 
‘Cause one plus one equals two
Would we be a force of nature ?
Or another mess in disguise?
Something neither one of us can recognize
I know we will stumble
All relationships do
But what keeps them together?
What is the glue?
Do we really need it?
Or are we magnetic?
In tune?

Dangling a carrot
Anger, hurt, broken hope
Time wasted

A dream already crushed 
Time already mucked
Grip me with a new hope
I hold tight to that rope

But the rope is a snake
Just another fake
Use what I have learned

From this dream I refuse to wake
I must let go ‘fore it’s too late 
-tease

Poem #1: My closest and oldest friend recently went through her child bearing journey. Pregnancy is a crazy wild ride for anyone but for her it’s as if the rollercoaster gods wanted to put her in their hall of fame. I don’t know if I could’ve been as brave or as strong as she had through it all. And that’s the thing, there are a million trials and tribulations through pregnancy and then the icing on the cake is childbirth. As women and mothers we all have some sort of story about the insane things that happened to our minds and bodies during this time. When writing this poem the irony really hit me: that there is or almost is death with every creation of life.

Poem #2: I wrote this poem on a summer evening while sitting outside drinking wine. The temperature and breezes were just right. It was a truly sublime moment. I wanted to capture it’s essence and how I feel after the crazy heat of summer days and the temp finally drops. Bliss.

Poem #3: Ah dating. This poem I wrote when I had feelings for someone I was dating but there seemed to be a roadblock. So I began questioning myself and my mental health and theirs.

Poem #4: This one I wrote after liking a lot of things about a romantic interest except for one quality (there were more but this one drove me nuts). I felt that he didn’t respect or value my time.