Circle of Life (standard:poetry, 172 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Jun 30 2009	Views/Reads: 2645/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Life is a constant moving circle. We either let it ride us. Or we take the ride in stride.

Circle of Life 

As I lie in bed at night, 

I'm tormented by 

thoughts and images. 

Listening to the crickets chirp 

I envision being held 

in your arms beside a lake. 

Looking at the moon 

I see naked bodies bathed 

in its wondrous light. 

Outside the window fireflies twinkle. 

Makes me think of laughing 

the dark hours away. 

Glimpse a shooting star 

I make a wish knowing 

it'll never come true. 

~ 

Cars pass by. 

The pictures blur. 

A reminder I dream 

in fantasy land. 

One I want to live in. 

A place to break loose. 

A spot on the earth 

that doesn't exist except 

in my head only. 

~ 

Morning comes. 

Another night passes 

with little sleep. 

Drag myself from bed, 

can't escape the sun. 

A new light emerges. 

Reality comes into play. 

E-mails, phone calls, 

and a couple hours a week. 

Those are real things. 

Oh they are much better 

than the fantasies 

in my head. 

~ 

Life is exactly as it should be. 

© June 25, 2009 by Lori


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