Best Poems Written by Judy Marisa Dombrowski

Judy Marisa Reflects In the Fall of Her Fortieth Year

Ageless woman lies alone.
Builds her own fires
amid perfumed air,
blending inside warmth
with outside chill.

Pretty things surround
a rarely-shared bed.
Hoping for a dream-filled sleep,
she stares into flames
then the crystal stars.

Loneliness drops gently
to a cold pillow, as
her skin burns hot, while
facing long-held beliefs
turned inside out
by a man-child knowing 
so much and too little.
He called forth a girl with
longings strongly denied
too many years to count.

She wonders tonight if
independence is only 
a fearful heart?
Or claims of freedom
really self isolation?
And when youth and wisdom collide,
who is youthful and who is wise?

Copyright © Judy Marisa Dombrowski | Year Posted 2006