Tea in a Glass Jar

My new life started just last week

dogs and I moved hopeful to our new home

a tiny cottage no space of which to speak

I learned to let go, not like I had a choice

 

Years of living on the beach

the only sounds from birds and changing tides

windows large and facing south

poured light and stunning views through every pore

 

I squeezed into the little house

a size 14 woman wearing size 10 jeans

the unsightly overhang got tucked away

still there but from most angles it’s unseen

 

Divorce and credit crunch the thieves

crept in and deftly stripped me bare

tipped from sleep and from my bed

woke shocked and shivering on the floor

 

I sip gingerly at this new life

like foreign tea served in a glass jar

it leaves a bitter aftertaste 

can only hope it’s an acquired flavour

Reviews

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

Good analysis of a bad, tough situation to go through. Your words really tell the story. I resemble your story! haha.... but you know what - the fat lady sang, lost weight, got healthy, learned to smile, learned that a smaller house is an easier house to manage in an busy - now-fun-packed world..... different can be better..... sometimes we don't see it until we get a new view ----- you will too my friend..... you can always make sun tea!!!!!

Love and the best wishes for growth......Kath

[beancountersar]

I love it...I've read others of yours as well.....you're quite a talent. This poem reveals that you don't take things too seriously, adding the analogy to sipping tea. Very good!

[Poeticpiers]

you have retained a sense of balance M 'lady. THe Chinese ideograph for crisis is exactly the same as that for opportuity. I too am an april child and have been through the same experience but life goes on. I found happiness again and you will too I do not doubt.A change of scene promtes new points of view

[Forest Green]

Applying heartfelt measures to the limits of words and poetry; how I dislike such change and loathe it's appearance. Yet you have managed to spike this bitter tea with the beauty and skill of a true writer.

Wonderful work...

Daniel

[Charles D. Moorer]

Well done without pity; just the facts, mam. The good thing, though, is that we get many chances in life to reinvent ourselves.

[Murphy]

Beware the unsightly overhang... yep, just stuff it in the closet, right there - on the top, should be able to squeeze it in. I like the parallel you draw here... hmm.. size 10? you sure about that?? :P Nice write... so beautifully penned, i must say..

[Angel's Lady]

I learned to let go, not like I had a choice

Man, oh man. I remember this like a blast from the past! The remains of a 4-bedroom home into a Toyota van. Yea. Oh well. I developed a new motto, and so should you...They make more that looks JUST LIKE IT. And I went and bought more!

Great write, April. Nicely done!

[J.P.O.et]

Sometimes 'letting go' is a matter of necessity and notsomuch choice or want.
You describe the feeling well here and with a blunt honesty that I respect.
Good analogies here with the jeans and the 'foreign tea' that are relatable.
Hadn't checked in a while and was a lil sad to read this but then again I know
your words and writing will help you through and through. Here's to things
getting easier for all of us, wishing you the best of luck.

J.P.O.et

[Michael]

Very nice work. The whole of the story is crammed in much as you describe in the jeans. In this case, the cramming add to the wonderful nature of the story. Not the happiest, by far. but it ends with such hope.

Very good!