a crossroad I didn't stop for
an interlude of sorts
neglecting things that returned
as grotesque reminders of my awkward transition
forever the obsessed perfectionist
who can't draw a straight line
like a chef who can't find the kitchen
I blindly go forward
forgetting and remembering
everything and anything
in this state of numbing minds & weakling bones
I wander daze and off center
I long for normalcy
to return to a place of complacency
is there no chemistry between my body and me?
are we two unmatched shoelaces from one shoe?
chase the clouds from my mind
and drive them into the open sky of tomorrow
so that I may borrow these words from yesterday
and turn them into dreams of today
I long to ease back to something I thought has been lost
my forgotten self
This is for prompts from Writers Island, 3WW and Friday 5.
Some words to describe my absence from blogging due to shingles - a somewhat mild to severe case that is still ongoing. I'm not confessing this to garner sympathy (okay, maybe just a little). I do like to address why I'm not commenting and updating my blogs. I'm currently typing with one hand and trying not to go too fast. I don't know if I will have the energy to make comments but we'll see. I hope to get back to blogging soon but for now it will be one or two updates. I didn't realized how much I miss it until I check the memes and regret not participating. Here's to a less-painful recovery.
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oh lissa, I hope you feel better soon, I wondered why you were missing...! Thank you so much for the Amy Tan book, I am looking forward to reading it...take care.
heartfelt blessing to you lissa...making your post all the more real than i can possibly imagine...
what a powerful combination of all of the prompts lissa... you said it all with such truth and emotion... very touching....
forever the obsessed perfectionist
who can't draw a straight line
Love that one.
Probably because it kind of describes me O:)
Sending heaps of bloglove and healing vibes your way.
Feel better soon.
This was very beautiful. The pair- contradictions so very true.
You're almost tempting me to write verse again.
this was a wonderful piece of writing, the three prompts flowed so well together. Much enjoyed reading this!
wishing you a speedy recovery
"...like a chef who can't find the kitchen." I'd love to hear more about that.
Oh, you have my sympathy and thoughts for a rapid recovery! Great post! I recognized some of the words from the other memes and am amazed at how well they all worked together so you could create this lovely piece! Be well!
I'm with Richard: "Like a chef who can't find the kitchen."
Man, I get that.
I've had shingles twice now. Take it easy, heal fast, and I hope you were able to get better medicine than what my insurance company offered when I had it last: Tamiflu. I kid you not!
"Like a chef who can't find the kitchen."
I just threw in that line so I can use the word kitchen but it does say a lot doesn't it? And I can't cook so what does that say about me?
Speaking as a chef, I often have trouble finding the kitchen especially after a quality control test on the cooking wine!
Lovely verse. Get yourself well again - and soon!
oh...i hope you feel better soon..
a powerful poem...hope your state of normalcy happens soon :)
Lisa, this was very nice. I hope you feel better soon.
Lissa, don't worry about not commenting. We are not going anywhere!
Loved the way, you used all three prompts for this...
hope you feel better soon. I enjoyed reading this, the image of the chef who can't find the kitchen is particularly good
I've been away from the blogosphere (and cyberspace in general!) far too long... Only today I got to know about your suffering. Hope you're feeling better soon.
Beautiful piece of writing!! :)
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