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square peg, round hole
by Angela Thomashow is it that months, almost a year goes
by, and there's no poetry. there are no words
that i wanted to share. nothing that stood out
and made me want to move my fingers across
the keyboard. i think i was numb. i went through
the stages. dating, then he met my family, we moved
in together, threw a housewarming party, and now i'm saying,
"yes, move out, we're done." how is it that in all this time, i haven't
wanted to write? and now, i feel like someone has lifted an iron
weight off of my shoulders. like i'm free. my words can escape.
i can shout again. i can write. life doesn't feel hopeless...
i'm not trapped anymore. square pegs should not try
to go in round holes, no matter what. i'll never forget
that and at the end of the day, i know a lot more
about myself than i do about anyone else after
this experience. and i'm going to write.
i'm going to write about it all. 05/07/2014 Posted on 05/07/2014
Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/09/14 at 12:57 AM All I can say is congratulations both for the poem and freedom! I think sometimes we are held back from writing, almost like holding our breath, and then we feel we can release it and take a breath as you have here. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/10/14 at 03:31 PM Isn't it wonderful and freeing that poetry is such a great way to deal with raw emotion in our lives? |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/22/14 at 11:57 AM this is simply a wonderful poem. it speaks for all of us. congratulations on POTD |
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