Unraveling threads to sojourn
Endlessly to-ing and fro-ing
I wait, quiet like calm
Invaded by a wondering.
Pivotal merry go round
Damaged, forlorn
Movement ups to the down
In this, the eye of my life’s storm.
Paths familial, routes pass by
Follow a dream or bow down, abide
Always questioning right from wrong
To whom is given priority: my son?
Independant darling of my soul
Places to be, places to go.
Mama’s wings were torn, tethered to vagrant rules
Courage meets clarity - my time is due.
Circling back round to uneven ground
Find solace, creation me of mine.
Edinburgh’s enveloping arms
Enough! Hands turn back the vagaries of time.
Sprung to a watchful waiting pose
Decided, unhinged, knows where to go
A leap of faith - for once - in me
Trusting her, gardien of my destiny.
Kerry Bridges
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Kerry (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Am currently in Phuket wondering which path to take when I come back to Europe - set up a new business and leave my comfort zone & live in a new place and build a new social network or go back to Edinburgh after a 20 year journey away. Comfort of my family but I’d mostly be following them round
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Comments3
Decisions are difficult to make particularly at times of crisis or following a crisis. I can hear the vacillation in this poem. It seems full of insecurities. All of this is well communicated.
Tremendous work.
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