Hello friends. How much I appreciate your visits here. I am not yet half way through '30 days 30 poems' and I will soon be tested. On Saturday I will be heading to Sedona Arizona for a week of R & R.
How will I possibly manage to write poems and eat enchiladas at the same time?.
Hope Floats Part 2
Remember “hope floats?”
Sandra Bullock acted in that
Before mr. cowboy screwed her tight.
I believed her then
And even as I’ve been screwed tight too
I still see gritty hope
Bobbing, floating, bouncing with the current,
Impervious to correction
Confident in direction
My god she said my book was trash
And still I wish for her
The ending she desires
How old was I
The first time I discovered
Will can trump gravity
Was I only four
When I spread my fins?
I should let go
I should sink and be done with it
But it seems I don't.
Probably because along side the hope
Look! Right beside it!
There is my corkscrew
Of a life
Holding on to my Daffy inner tube
Floating bobbing bouncing above a stubborn water line.