Strike Out

Valerie Wilson

 

Game of life throws you strike outs.

 

Yet we keep coming back to the plate. 

For the outcome of the play is non existent.

 

Must strive for excellence. Perfectionism. The mind is telling us you must.

 

With the uncertainty you step up. In a split second make a decision that will change your life forever.

 

Come back at life with a curve ball and smack life right between the eyes.

  • Author: Valerie Wilson (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 6th, 2021 20:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: In my childhood I thought I had to be perfect at everything I did in all that I achieved. I now know this is so not the case!
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 23
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    (a wonderful write
    thanks for sharing
    and inspiring
    my own little scribbled reply)
    for nine innings, back
    up at the plate
    we stand ready, if we be lucky
    maybe we get walked
    once in a while
    but more likely, we're granted a shot
    to bunt or steal a little happiness
    and we watch, us others
    fail to progress, past their fated innings
    knowing, we too
    probably won't last the full nine either
    let alone any extra
    so, best
    to soak-up each gruelling minute
    at this our only guaranteed, chance
    of experiencing life


    • Valerie Wilson

      I love the words you came back at saying granted a shot to bunt or steal a little happiness. Like what is true happiness?

      • L. B. Mek

        a state of mind I imagine
        like sleep or anxiety
        it grips us: complete
        and releases us, just as flippantly
        or that's my '2 cents' theory, at least
        lol

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