Life took me to winding roads, twisting streets,
sharp abrupt turns, dead-end alleys finding myself
rambling with no direction or just wandering
the labyrinthine streets and alleys of my life.
There were times I had mountains, hills to climb
afraid or just go through the valley lost, alone.
Like the periods of depression I had to go through
for the labyrinthine plots of my life were complex.
Yes, so complicated, convoluted that there were
many times I thought of just leaving everything I had
and everybody I love to escape my tortuous life and
start again; start fresh where nobody knows me.
Vivid thoughts of just packing a suit case with minimal
belongings, parking and leaving my car at the airport,
flying to Europe and finding an abbey, where nuns
could take me in to stay in exchange of my services.
I just wanted a simple, plain, easy life and nothing
to care about and maybe helping clean the abbey
for meals and a place to stay would be sufficient.
Funny thing is I do not like cleaning, never like it.
But I could not leave my responsibilities for myself
and my children and I continued on going forward
the pathways with all the twists and turns I had to
go through to find the center of my own labyrinth.
9/15/21 "L" Contest New Or Old Poetry
Constance La France
Copyright © Marilene Evans | Year Posted 2021
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