Saturday, 30 July 2011

Caught in Amber

Stillness.
A moment of nothingness becomes me.
Eager anxiety shudders within my being.
What should I do with my time?
Everything I can do here has been done now.

Sadness.
I fear that my dreams are fading away
With the warmth of the setting sun.
Momentary ineptitude infringes upon me.
Why should I continue walking this path?

Indecision.
I am entrapped within the world I have created.
I have built a cage around my potential,
Lost the key somewhere during my struggles
To become something better than my fate.

Loneliness.
Despite the commitments to the ones I love,
My heart is lonely and sad and jealous
Of those who have more than I do and
Lived life more than I thought I could.

Hatred.
Disrespect from others drives my temper
Over the lip of the ravine that contains my built-up rage.
Where do I find the answers, the reassurance?
Without help, I will be lost within my regrets.

Anticipation.
I can hope for some opportunity to present itself
Or I can take advantage of the way things are
And throw into ruin all that I have made of my life.
I am like the wasp caught in amber.


1 comment :

  1. Wow, Kimberly, what a powerful poem. The image in the last line is so very powerful. Thanks for sharing - I hope you are doing well in the midst of it all!

    I just posted a cookbook giveaway on my blog - I hope you'll stop by and enter!

    Ramona
    http://create-with-joy.com

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