I have denied myself the adventure for a very long time.
Right brained, left brained
battling obligations in contrast to desires.
A series of unfortunate events
led me to discover
the path was easy to uncover.
among the midnight calls
and fears of being found out
I realized the charade had run its course.
In aiming to please all but myself
I had lost my voice
in a constant chorus of demands
from those I had misconstrued as needing me
when in reality they were simply needy
and just about anyone would do.
Hard on the ego
to wake up to a real world
where for so many years
your worth was steadily inflated
based on junk bonds and fear
of passive aggressive behavior.
So I stepped on to the path
called my own bluff
and unearthed a world of my own creation
where I paint
where I sing
where I get drunk on poetry
and lounge on blue bamboo
while Buddha ponders
and Jesus prays
while Aphrodite tempts
and Loki giggles from his perch on my shoulder.
I have conversations
beyond this earthly realm
that holds so many ensnared...
The fact I have them alone
doesn't bother me in the least.
"EXILE"...Karin has us pondering the word, in relation to writing...whether it be self-imposed or otherwise. It's been a couple days of people overload for me...so my choice was simple. It's Poetics at dVersePoets...which I like to refer to as sanctuary ;)