perhaps

observations of life

“atomic aka heart of glass” by nina friday

courtesy of etsy.com nina friday art

doors do not open easily

    nor do they close effortlessly

we are

          all of us

stuck in the middle

of a somewhat tongue-tied life

on occasion filled to the brim with love

that is, of course

till we run out of sugar

and the cup cracks                          

or the handle does anyway

and we are left

with only a fleeting glimpse

of what might have been

just a little bit to the left of happy

after all

only the conifer is ever-green

and change is constant

perhaps that is a good thing

 

Reviews

[Sanober]

Loved this one, Lydi....so true to life. your observations always bring some clarity to mine. "on occasion filled to the brim with love that is, of course
till we run out of sugar" your metaphors are to die for, my friend. so apt! Absolutely fantastic write here...another favorite.

[Lydia Shutter]

No dying allowed!!!! :) Thank you once again, sweet friend. Lydi**

[kumars]

very nicely said door not opened easily and nor closed effortlessly. classic poetry...

[Lydia Shutter]

I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Scott Metro]

I am new here and it will take some time to read all I wish to...
Your words are clear and clean...a moment frozen in time.
Enjoyed this Lydia.

Scott

[Lydia Shutter]

Scott, no need to read every single one of my poems. I am grateful you read this one and left me a review. Lydi**

[Scott Metro]

If whimsy were gold..you would be rich..you seem to find it even in the practical..a rare view.
read moreIf whimsy were gold..you would be rich..you seem to find it even in the practical..a rare view.
Keep up the good work.
Scott

[love, lorey]

This is lovely,surprising, real. I loved it. Thank you for sharing it.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks for your review! Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

To the left of happy! I love it, what profound imagery in the cracked cup. This poem is a home run for sure.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much for your review! Lydi**

[Silent Serenity also kn..]

I agree with Cassie, such is life....The saying of "it figures" but I truly like this piece .... literally tells all of our day to day living....my favorite part is "stuck in the middle of a somewhat tongue-tied life" Isn't that the truth sometimes......life becomes too busy and moments there we kinda forget who we are....we survive but not fully live....thank you for sharing

[Lydia Shutter]

You truly understood my words. Thank you. Lydi**

[Michelle N. H.]

"Just a little bit to the left of happy", I adore that line, and how you quickly yet gracefully move from one image to another through a poem I find richly painted. I was surprised in how you went with the words, and I like that. I admire your writing style. Love this one.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you veyr much, Michelle. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

"after all
only the conifer is ever-green
and change is constant
perhaps that is a good thing"

Yes, change is part of our lives. We wished for an evermore but dreams are dreams. Things change as people do. We have to embrace the truth...

Nice representation of truth in life. A valuable piece, Lydi. Thanks for the share.

[Lydia Shutter]

And thank you so much for the review. I appreciate it. lydi**

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

You're welcome.

[MsJewel]

I think you have read my mind my friend - this is exactly how I have been feeling the last few weeks - "just a little to the left of happy" - but you are right - change is constant - it is all a cycle and yes, I agree it is a good thing.
Awesome poetry and presentation Lydi. You're the best!

:) Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

nope, you are the best, Julie! :) Thank you so much. Lydi**

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This reminds me of the story where an individual carries two buckets to the river reach day to fetch water. One bucket has holes in it; and on the return trip home, the water leaks out along the way. The bucket with holes essentially feels useless because he cannot retain water like the other bucket. He is immediately assured of his usefulness because she was aware of the holes and used him to water the flowers on the way home each day; and where the water would leak out, there was the most beautiful trail of flowers. We are all broken vessels in one way or another, but I do feel that there is a purpose and a plan for each of us. Your poem speaks to this wonderfully. Great job!

[Lydia Shutter]

What a lovely story that is, Linda. Thank you for sharing it....and for reading my words. Lydi**

[Cassie]

such is life, one time we are happy, we have it all...the next time we have only memories, the good thing about life, nothing is permanent and when we are sad, we can encourage ourselves that, that sadness will pass..although some good things like love, joy we want them to last but they don't, such is life, full of mysteries... Good one lyd

[Lydia Shutter]

You are so right, Cassie. Thank you for your review. Lydi**