Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Real-lize

It's time
To come clean
Rinse off
The dirty secrets
Of my life....
Optimism can only
Carry me so far
There are ugly
Bad days
I have said
Many hurtful things
(And meant some of them)
Then sat in the yard
Like a wild orphan
Crying into my dog's
Scruff
It was me that
Ate half the cookie dough
There are days
I want to give
Up
On the world
I have backfisted a
Drunk
And got drunk in
A treehouse
Yoga saved my sanity
I like talking to
Horses
I use canned beans
To make black beans
(A sin in Cuban culture)
My cuticles are torn
I can't watch
Scary movies
Optimism can only
Carry me so far
But love has no
Mileage limit

This is offered for the final prompt (sniffle) at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com.  Mary has decided it's time to move on and I understand, yet PJ is one of my favorite places. Love to Mary, Peggy and everyone who has made it such a loving community.  This is also offered for the prompt at Robert Lee Brewer's PAD, to write a poem about confessions. 


16 comments:

  1. Loved
    "And sat in the yard
    Like a wild orphan
    Crying into my dog's
    Scruff"
    They do take confessions well, and handle tears without asking what's wrong!
    Great confession poem!

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    1. Hi Donna! Thank you. Dogs are amazing support animals. :-)

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  2. Well, I think we would all have a series of similar confessions, Sara. Smiles. I like the way you wrote them poetically and interestingly. The conclusion is so true. Without love, we have very little. Thanks for your support of PJ, Sara. I do hope we will continue to see each other one place or another. Smiles.

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    1. Hi Mary! Thank you for your thoughtful and supportive comments. I will miss PJ. However, I know I'll see you and your wonderful poetry around soon. <3

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  3. Love is the answer to all harms done for it makes us so peaceful at heart. ...love this insightful confession poem...

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    1. Hi Sumana! Thank you for your kind comments and insight as well. :-)

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  4. the final prompt (sniffle) at Poetry Jam

    I did not know that and it makes me sad I love this site!!

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    1. Hi Rae! It makes me sad too. I hope to see you at other sites. I love your poems and art! :-)

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  5. If confession is good for the soul ~ you're gonna do just fine!

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    1. Hi Helen! Always a delight to see you :-). Thank you for the encouragement.

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  6. Your poem is a confession.

    It's ok - really.

    Love

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  7. i can't watch scary movies either and love covers a million of transgressions.. just saying...smiles

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  8. Oh how I love your poems. Honesty. Brutal honesty with no regrets. Thank you for being honest in a poetic way. I come back to read your poetry again and again.

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  9. Cyndi, thank you so much. Your comments really touch me and help me keep the faith in my writing. <3

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  10. Loved it
    God bless u
    http://shilpachandrasekheran.blogspot.in/?m=1

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Your words are wonderful! Thanks for popping in--I'll be over in a snap!