Joe Murphy Poet Verse

A Poet's Dilemma

We are so much more than our 
past mistakes
Our lost dreams and missed 
opportunities
Yet we secretly perform self 
evaluating double takes 
With no quarter given for 
redemption or immunity. 

We hold ourselves to higher 
standards than strangers
See someone else when we 
look in the mirror
Live in constant fear of the old 
nagging danger 
That somehow we never seem 
to deliver
The perfect response
wear the right suit of clothes
Who am I what am I
Sometimes God only knows
Mistaken, misshapen by GQ 
and Vogue
Controlled by what others may 
think
Can't stir up the courage to go 
it alone
So we teeter on our own egos 
brink

We say yes to parties we will 
not attend
Or say I'm busy, can't make it, 
don't mean to offend. 
Then second guess our 
decisions again and again
Before we return to our true 
friend the pen.

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Ilene Bauer May 14, 2014 at 6:00 PM love the ending and enjoyed the rest of the poem, too! Joe Murphy May 14, 2014 at 9:07 PM Thank you. Very few of us have the eyes to see and then personify or commit to page a Traffic Nest or actually know that the lights actually do click. Nicely done.