I’m bringing you something a little different today. A few years ago, I took a creative writing class and we wrote a variety of poems in different styles and formats. Below, is my favorite from the class.
I find myself compelled by unseen force
To move onward, against my will almost
Then pushed back from that place, I am, of course
Propelled again and again to that coast
The crashing breaking whirling swirling, beats
Upon the shore leaving me so pristine
Undeterred the wave returns to the deep
Pushing me to retreat return retreat
This is the movement of my journeying
In and out in and out progress regress
That if I could only find accepting
Would be to me my version of success
A peace that passeth all understanding
Secure in a love that’s everlasting
2 thoughts on “an original poem”
Love this! Been thinking a lot lately about living in the tension between the already and the not yet – feeling my forward movement and my retreating.
Beautiful writing. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Thank you Susan. I appreciate you and your kind words. Sincerely. Thank you for always being here.