The Nod

by Richard Vince

It’s all good until we try to
Go from fantasy to reality;
Until we find that what we get
Is not quite what we were

Here we are again: finding
Unexpected problems that
Should have been solved
Months ago, and having to
Make do with hollow assurances.

In some ways I admire
The optimism in the face of
What has gone before, but
I also feel pity and
A sense of inevitability.

What an optimist I once was...
Eyes open and gazing skywards
Before my soul was crushed
Under the weight of

Too much to do, and
Not enough hours.
I no longer have the time
To be positive.


Posted on 01/30/2014
Copyright © 2023 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Sam Roberts on 01/31/14 at 05:07 PM

yeh, I feel like this too!

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/01/14 at 05:14 PM

Sounds like you could be relating to Obamacare! LOL! Life can be overwhelming this poem says to me.

Posted by Angela Stevens on 02/28/14 at 11:44 PM

This captures how I have often felt at times. Sometimes staying positive is a hard thing to do.

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