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I'm Allergic to Mood Springs

by Sandy M. Humphrey

Seeds of doubt planted firmly in today’s fertile soil
Like weeds of yesterdays turmoil
Pollinated by lack of confidence
A bout of emotional instability
Spreading like dandelions across
The minutes that tick endlessly by
When I open my mouth to speak
I only pollute the air
With words that spread
Pollen of despair
To think yesterday I was such a happy person
Must be allergy season
Could be I am having an asthma attack
The airways to my senses have lost all contact
With my brain and I have forgotten
How to breathe and relax
Enjoy the moment given
Why do I need constant reassurance from others after all
Isn’t is enough to hear the sound of my own heartbeat
Dance in the sun for a minute
Listen to breeze as it wrestles with the leaves
And relish this day as it was given

Stream of consciousness
A continuous thought of writing
Whatever comes to mind
Tapping on the keys just to see what I can loosen from the cobwebs
What will it take to knock the block from the writer’s door
So much to see and write about
There is joy today in my world
A boy with a smile that melts my heart
And yet I cannot describe
The eyes so alert
The face changing in the pictures before me
And the utter awe that embraces my being
Just knowing he is in the world now
I call my son just to see if I can hear the little
Utterances of a voice in the making
And I marvel at the sweetest sound
What a blessing this child is to me
I love knowing that even though
Miles away there is my son
With his family, wife and three children
This is how a family grows
From our small beginning to his additions
Even if at home we are still two and quiet
These days
Not much to say when I try to talk
Nothing seems to cross the chasm
I wonder when did it appear again
Where is the bridge
Maybe I will just swing across from time to time
And not worry with the usual lengthy process
Or maybe I will stay on my side and send smoke signals


04/29/2008

Author's Note: Along with the usual allergy symptoms that come with spring I seem to be having a bout of highs and lows.

Posted on 04/29/2008
Copyright © 2020 Sandy M. Humphrey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/30/08 at 03:40 AM

I suppose so, eh? Well, at least you're getting some kickass writing out of it.

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