Myself In Urban Chaos

Here I go again, focused on myself. Remembering, analyzing, Memorializing tragedy. Thinking, endless thinking. Suicides, death of grandmas, past loves. Pining about passions and losses. The condo I had to let go. The jobs I left behind. And the cemetery lots. My mind wonders around in circles. From darkness to darkness, city to city, Job to job, decision to decision My children, I embrace with love. Those years riddled with joys and pains. Trying, always trying, Yet, still disappointed. Clinging to religion, remembering God. Accepting – Then, the child in me curls up Safe in my warm cocoon, And I think of you in the next room. Life made new, fear subdued. The touch of your hand, my confidence renews. That forever love so long wanted, found at last. The pressures I once knew moved to the past. To the outside world I say adieu. I was lost in the hollow of myself. Outside of myself, I found peace. Memories blot out urban chaos And focus on woodland happy days. Struggles not so painful anymore. Peace found its hope in you. …And then, we spoon. Copyright January 15, 2014 Written for Poetry Soup member contest: Contemporary Figurative Artiste Stephanie Deshpande in Contemporary Free Rhyme Free Poetry Contest Sponsored by Cyndi MacMillan. Inspired by Stephanie Deshpande’s portrait of a Sleeping Child http://www.stephaniedeshpande.com/porfolio/