Hope you’re enjoying your Saturday. I’m going to share a couple poems with you. One, which follows, was written in 1993 after I lost my mother. Hope it’s not too heavy :). Since I don’t have the boys this weekend, I have spent the morning writing a poem about and for Ben. I’ll post that one in a little bit.
Change of Seasons
I chased the Endless Summer
and ran with a pack of wolves
In fall, I chased after my girl
and she didn’t come back
I hid in smoky cafes and dingy bars in winter
and did absolutely nothing
It was spring when I ran toward my mother
to catch her and not let go
And when she fell
they told me to leave
I am still chasing what eludes me
and what eludes me may again change
For my heart is my compass
and with it I navigate the vast landscape:
rugged and fertile, fragile and resilient
where the seasons do change
cruelly, beautifully and sometimes
without reason
This is a beautiful poem 🙂
How nice of you to say — thank you!!
awesome poem!! Sincerely, carla
Thanks so much, Carla. I am so glad you liked it. Means a lot!