"Motive"
Broken and dark
I was hazardous to me
Lost
And nearly destroyed by a black and white world of
expectations
I can now see in color
At least little specs of kaleidoscope hope
I can now taste just a bit of sunshine on my tongue
My way to tomorrow is winding
It will not be a simple elevator to happiness
But I Know I will earn it
My next moment will be mine
It no longer will be guided by them
Him
Or even her
Each desire I achieve
Each chance I take
Each second I seize
It is all for me
From the dust I step forward
From the grey shadows of despair I escape
Now is the time to chase the dreams I almost forgot
Now is excited anticipation
Robert Lloyd
Robb, I was so pleased to see your name pop up on my blog because I had lost track of you, and couldnt find you. I think of you often, needless to say, given I still am plugging away at Monday interviews at PU. Smiles. Thanks so much for stopping by so I could find you - I am so happy to see you are writing, as you have a gift............I love the voice in this poem, the reclaiming of self, the stepping out of the shadows into the light of day. Yay! Keep on shining, kiddo!
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