Rising Like a Phoenix
Pushing, poking, pulling up old memories-
Rising from tombs
Cutting, clearing, catching bits & piece
Time stuck like- a broken clock
Dreams-squeezing past layers & layers of
Denial, despair, can’t do it -regret
Pushing, poking, pulling me up
Cutting away roadblocks, clearing paths
Contractions- pain, umbilical cord cut
Creating a new birthing- me
Throwing off indecision becoming:
Poet, writer, author- spilling truth on paper
Dead dreams reawakening, rising like-
No more pushing, no more prodding,
No more waiting…
EXCELLENT ! A true inspiring poem- more than I could have imagined
Thank you so very much.
Beautiful! Thank you for sharing that. Continue to rise!
I appreciate your comments. Thank you so much.