Karen Jones Poet Rhyme

Peach Pity Party

Welcome to my peach pity party
It’s my own fault it’s started
Without music I so lavender love
I find my pen more and piano not enough

I have ambitions and I notice now
That time is ticking winding down
I’m sure to die poor and unknown 
I’m ok with that but dreams are blown

Dreams of leaving earth better than it was
Dreams of leaving inheritance and love
Dreams of not dying alone at home
Dreams of never being weak but strong

I don’t wear Cpap so I’m doomed
Lupus in remission but could anytime bloom
I have overcome some dilemmas thankfully 
But God still put impossible dreams in me

Why so that I strive despite my hard head
Writing my dreams that I will never live
In a way I have because you read my lines
When a poetic thought starts in my mind 

So pity party you are here with me
Embracing my poems and deferred dreams
I’m no longer a girl with the canvas sky
But a mature woman who uses ink to fly

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Gershon Wolf September 8, 2024 at 7:46 PM After reading the comments below, I am rather blown away. I can't add anything to their stellar quality, so I hereby submit that I am actually 'Silent One, Jr.' Karen Jones September 9, 2024 at 12:01 AM lol always you are the one and only Gershon!

Silent One September 8, 2024 at 12:08 PM Your poem poignantly captures the tension between ambition and reality, offering a reflective and ultimately hopeful perspective on dealing with unfulfilled dreams. The imagery and tone effectively convey your journey from self-doubt to acceptance, highlighting the significance of creative expression in their life. Karen Jones September 8, 2024 at 12:34 PM You get it! Thanks hoping it wasn't too whiny lol!

Wendy Stein September 8, 2024 at 10:24 AM Using ink is a magnificent way to fly! I can feel your spirit flowing through the pen. Sending healing. Wendy Karen Jones September 8, 2024 at 10:30 AM Thanks and hugs Wendy!

Ink Empress September 8, 2024 at 8:02 AM Im glad you are a mature woman who uses ink to fly! And i see you doing just that dear Karen, talented soul, your alliterations and use of colors here is stunning and i love how sincerely youv expressed and written about your life experiences and dreams etc! I love the flow and i feel a strong aura through your words woven so seamlessly! Sending you light always! Pleasure reading this Karen Jones September 8, 2024 at 8:13 AM Your heart is pure and kind I appreciate you so much! Thank you Inky dear!