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Maturity

MATURING

Yesterday, I plunged into a whisper.
The fiery red marquee that blasted my existence disappeared,
Like a B-film star at the Oscars,
And only a faint shadow obscuring its source remained.

Today, I began to climb a mud puddle,
Sweating brown slime and panting organic putridness
Like a Ferrari submerged in flood waters
Needing to be recognized as a treasure hidden by an unnatural disaster.
 
Tomorrow, I will rest on a bucking bronco,
Riding the turbulence with ease and poise
Like a skater glides across smooth, glassy ice
Experienced and unfazed by the bumps that once threatened to unseat me.

April 26,2016


Entered in free verse, judged 5/2

Copyright © Cindi Rockwell | Year Posted 2016

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Constance La France Date: 4/29/2016 11:06:00 PM Cindi, I really like where you took this poem, just wonderful phrasing and lines, I am loving this 7 ~ Login to Reply Cindi Rockwell Date: 4/30/2016 8:24:00 AM Thank you so much! I enjoy your work as well.

Poet Destroyer A Date: 4/27/2016 1:14:00 AM Cindi, I live in the yesterday. I like how you describe Maturity ... I also like the pattern of, yesterday, today, tomorrow. It might seem like a memory, but it's always there... I have a soon to be 5 years old granddaughter. She calls me grandma kid.... lol... I climb trees... Anyways, I enjoyed. Linda Login to Reply Cindi Rockwell Date: 4/30/2016 8:23:00 AM Thank you. I find myself jumping between maturity levels on any given day, but I strive to roll with the punches! Thank you for your comments!

Old Man Emu Date: 4/26/2016 4:03:00 PM Great write Cindi, enjoyed the read, love the Ferrari submerged in flood waters. Regards, Craig Login to Reply Cindi Rockwell Date: 4/26/2016 4:08:00 PM Thank you!