Monday, November 19, 2018

Schooled

I watch him struggle to deal
With the fact that pain is real
And all the inadequacy I feel

Comes bubbling to the fore
Until those droplets pour
From my own eyes once more

For I can clearly see
Not learning to leave things be
Could make one a failure, like me.

5 comments:

Kristen McMommy said...

Sounds like the makings of an amazing song!

Carrie Van Horn said...

I think we can all relate to this one for sure. No one can put together a wise rhyme like you!

rch said...

Hi Kristen and Carrie, thanks a lot, I will have to work on that. Hope you both have a fantastic holiday season!

Hyde Park Poetry Palace said...

https://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2019/01/the-window-to-world-on-life-of-poet.html

an interview is posted.

rch said...

Thanks alot, just went over and left a comment. My answers were pretty terse but I like to let my writing speak for itself. Keep the creative juices flowing!