Adjustment Spasm

Adjustment Spasm

A Poem by Cristina Moldoveanu

I had an uncertain diagnostic

that is why I never wore glasses

sometimes my eyes were magnifying

other times they were lessening

the world was cloudy I couldn’t see the pathway

going where my heart was dragging me

 

after a while my disease aggravated

I began to draw back fearing to collide with walls

fighting my way on narrow passages

on each arterial road with one way signs

 

I seldom looked the people in the eyes

afraid to make them smaller or bigger

one day I was left alone

I searched for a long time in the mirror

the sky toppled down over me

like a foggy cataract

I wasn’t blind yet

 

I checked my heart and tore it out

locked it in a glasses’ sheath

each morning I clean it carefully

only in a clockwise direction

 

I’m looking through it on working days

from outside inside

and from the inside outside

on holidays


Light of my love

© 2012 Cristina Moldoveanu


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Sometimes glasses are good and sometimes not...it all depends on how well you want to see. Sometimes a little haze is better...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cristina Moldoveanu

12 Years Ago

Correct ! Thanks, Marie.
I also run into walls.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Cristina Moldoveanu

12 Years Ago

Maybe it is better to run into walls than to be lost in the middle :)
caesarkreshen

12 Years Ago

hmm, no I think the walls are there to guide us towards our destination. Running into them is a mist.. read more
Cristina Moldoveanu

12 Years Ago

I agree with you, one must be reasonable.

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Added on July 15, 2012
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Cristina Moldoveanu
Cristina Moldoveanu

Bucharest, Romania



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