Best Starting Over Poems
Seven ton's fell down that day.
Crushed my life and took you away.
Left me standing in a pile of rubble.
Still in shock, I'm afraid I'm in trouble.
Post traumatic shuffling of paper's.
A day in the life of the soul shapers.
Begins the journey to where, you don't know.
Starting over, like it or not, it's time to go.
The world today doesn't look the same.
Makes yesterday's world seem like a game.
The artists paintings are coming into view.
It's the damndest thing, now you know it too.
You breath in deep to slow things down.
To calm those nerve's and get out of town.
Leave behind them worn out shoe's.
Starting over, win or lose.
The bird sheds the feathers,
of Autumn's pain
Welcoming winter,
with open wings
Scents change,
with the new breeze
I find myself all alone
with no place to call my own.
Living off other peoples’ charities,
how did I let this happen to me?
It really wasn’t that far back
I had it made, that’s a fact.
The world was my oyster holding the pearl,
Miss Independent, a confident girl.
‘I don’t need anyone!’; least that’s what I said.
You think maybe I let it go to my head?
How did things get turned upside-down?
When did my smile turn to a frown?
Oh yeah, that’s right; I fell in love!
Man of my dreams sent from above.
As always, I dove in head first,
never thinking that I’d get hurt.
But he took my love, then cast me aside;
never caring that my heart had died.
So now I find myself all alone,
I can’t even give a dog a bone!
Now I just want to be free again
and not let my heart be ruled by a man.
I know I can do it, I've done it before,
and this time I want it even more!
I just have to be patient, it’s gonna take time.
I can’t let myself start falling behind.
And you know what? I’ve got all that I need
to make this plan of mine succeed.
I won't ever again have to feel alone.
Can somebody please give that dog a bone?
Forest fires in Canada
leave a haze in Iowa
and I can’t help but think
of how they have consumed
the land.
As I go for a Sunday drive
a wall cloud of smoke
in the sky before me
hides the sun
but the river
is at my side
rippling reflections
of sky.
A voice inside says
we must embrace
before it's lost
as I count the miles.
I round a curve
and for a moment I see
the face of someone
I loved as she smiled,
a memory unveiled.
Yet I know
fires are burning
out west
a story played out
every year.
I look into my self
and feel assured
as the sun emerges
and opens the skies.
for every charred trunk
that falls a seed
left in its wake
Survival is a lesson in itself.
Treacherous lives have suffered treacherous abuse -
Only to find enlightenment from the wisdom of denial.
Reality of denial opens major change -
Lessons of starting over;
Lessons of perception;
Lessons of connection.
Connection brings help from others...
Recovering from separation from life itself.
Remain open to all thought...
Remain open to all change...
Remain open to all possibilities.
Acceptable changes will arrive,
Bringing miracles of grandeur -
Healing once tortured lives.
Louis Drago
Applications are done
Relaxing under the sun
High School tassels distant memory
Senior prom night issues buried
New relationships are the present worry
Bringing stress with the luggage they carry
Acceptance letter was received
From number one school ‘would you believe?’
Leaving the state
New adventures a wait
Sounding exciting and great
Yesterday was above the rest
Today going back having to impress
University colors are the dress code
As it was told
Touring the campus trying to get it sold
Specific lure was a certain school
Program of study academically cool
Selected a major months ago
It was in coming student thinking what they know
First week starts before Labor Day
Then a long weekend ‘now determined to stay’
Courses scheduled and made
Calculating possible grade
Hoping it was a good trade
Since the credit card used when paid
Car is fully packed
Even the roof has tied down laundry sack
Not one more thing can fit
Only free space where the driver sits
Key turn start the engine
Four year commitment firm decision
All this to get an entrepreneur salary position
Or is it a place to mature
Adulthood knocking on the door
Whispering in the ear ‘are you sure?’
About the curriculum core
All it takes knowing oneself
Socializing positive and in good health
Navigating through honesty and wealth
Books are armor for a power strut
Realizing with others ‘you know what?’
Walking away
One thing to say
Reminding upperclassman ‘you graduate in May’
College is the time
Challenge the mind
And in the end a well-educated person is the find
Listening to the pomp and circumstance chime
Survival is a lesson in itself. Treacherous lives have suffered treacherous abuse...Only to find enlightenment from the wisdom of denial. Reality of denial opens major change - Lessons of starting over, Lessons of perception, Lessons of connection. Connection brings help from others...Recovering from separation of life itself. Remain open to all thought, Remain open to all change, Remain open to all possibilities. Acceptable changes will arrive, bringing miracles of grandeur - healing once tortured lives.
Louis Drago
Long has it been since I’ve been content
Sacrifices I’ve made…
Dreams I’ve let stray…
Long has it been with wasted time spent
This emptiness has taken its toll
I need passion…
Love everlasting…
This emptiness kills my soul
Today I pledge a new course for life
Find my soul mate…
A woman to relate…
Today I pledge myself to my future wife
Wisdom gained will guide our union
Lessons learned…
Feelings discerned…
Wisdom gained will prevent ruin
after leaving the shrink in question,
s/he pondered while walking down the street
outside her/his office,
wondering just what the next one would look like,
wondering just how long it would take
before s/he’d be rid of the next one &
why did it always go this way to begin with?
just how ****ed up was s/he really,
or was it a case of always needing someone to rant
with,
to cry with,
to whine with &
to pay for advice---
s/he’d heard that others actually “got better” &
would end up leaving their shrinks on
good terms,
but alas, this was not the routine for
him/her &
so, when s/he got home, s/he began the search again,
going online to read up on those
whom s/he hadn’t used up yet,
knowing that before too long s/he’d have a new
appointment,
so that s/he could waltz in,
sit down in whatever pseudo-comfortable furniture
this one had &
begin the recap all over again.
When he had gone off, Amos did come in,
Aaid, “I wish we didn’t have to lie to him”
Joanne just scoffed, “He’s kept me here six years,
rather than be man enough to cry tears.
Nearly ruined me, he too has much sin.”
Now ‘Gunther’ it seemed did much love his wife,
each year he ‘returned’ and she bore new life,
but always his unit was ‘on the move,’
and they both suspected, deep down John knew,
but said nothing of it, nor did his wife.
Until the years passed, and the long night came,
both John and his wife found escape from their pain,
and Amos, no longer some drifting tramp,
with his wife on his arm, surrounded by scamps,
went to the town clerk to give them his name.
So, I'm starting over again,
Why is this thought in my brain,
That patterns repeat for everyone,
For me, good men appear to be none,
Control freaks take a sweet witch,
And turn her into a right *****,
You can't please bullies, let's say,
I suppose I'll learn that one day,
This pattern long held in my brain,
Being a doormat is a drain!
So, I'm starting over again.
BROKEN HOPE
You don't seem to think that I will leave
Your tone and your words make my heart bleed
It's been too many years, spent in disharmony
I left you already that is what you can't see
You don't seem to think that I'll make my move
I have nothing to say, I have nothing to prove
Your tone won't change for very long
And a life with you is where I don't belong
I'm saying good-bye as I've never done before
I deserve respect, love and so much more
It hurts to know I've wasted so many years
Fighting with a man that really doesn't care
I hope that in time you'll change your ways
But there is nothing left for me to say
Good-bye was said there's nothing more
It's time I close this chapter and close this door...
(c) Giggles the Poet
December 2, 2018
6:50 pm
Starting over, nothing more.
Search the path that you explore.
Learn the things that put you there.
Remember how you went before.
The chosen path may not be fair,
And side-to-side cannot compare,
Make your own; stay on the trail.
Don’t turn around in great despair.
And when you live to tell the tale,
You’ll see desire shall not fail,
Live and learn and don’t ignore,
And all your life you shall prevail.
I found you gal
And felt so grand.
I placed a bet
And played my hand.
But I was suckered
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
I still remember,
Way back when,
You upped the ante
Once again.
The stakes were higher
Than I knew.
I lost my soul
When I won you.
I’m gonna dry
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole
Left in my heart
So I can find
A brand new start.
I was so suckered
By your bluff,
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
You had me fooled
For a few years,
Then I woke up
And drowned in beers.
Now clean and sober
I can leave,
And I won’t even
Stop to grieve.
I’m gonna dry
My tears of you,
Then I’ll begin
My life anew.
I’ll plug that hole
Left in my heart
So I can find
A brand new start.
I was so suckered
By your bluff;
‘Cause what you offered
Wasn’t love.
what makes life worth living
what makes it exciting
it’s a different answer for us all
everyone has their own priorities
their own set of values
it’s never too late to rewrite a chapter
but opt not to build on sand
you’ll get washed up with tides
start over from nothing if you must
but build something solid
something that will last
AP: 3rd place 2022