perhaps

artwork by  michael créese

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

[h d e rushin]

Sylvia Plath's favorite word was "perhaps"....She never meant it as some delusional afterthought, nor
as conjecture but rather, as your using it, in poet time, to speed along the effortless courses of life
and to show that to live is the only inconsistent constant. Hard is hard, and soft things, if you wait long enough, will become hard also...

great inner poetry in this poem Lydia........Beautifully written.......dana

[Lydia Shutter]

Dana, the fact you mention Sylvia Plath in a review of my writing touches me deeply. Thank you so much. Lydi**

[An owl on the moon]

Everything about this presentation is sweet and sacred, from the image to each sighing word. There is beauty and wisdom and light that flow so effortlessly across the soul. Wondrous peace.

[Lydia Shutter]

Craig, I always appreciate your reviews. Thank you. Lydi**

[Papaya]

I really enjoyed this Lydia, some super lines and comparisons drawn here and I really like your ending on a positive note especially. Change is neither good nor bad it simply is and it's not the strongest that survive but those who adapt and so let's find another cup, fill and drink our fill shall we? Until we have to do it all over again. Super poem and beautiful art too! Cheers. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much for this lovely review. Lydi**

[Papaya]

You're welcome!! :)

[Shabeeh Haider]

The title of this poem speaks of uncertainty. We are certainly stuck in between what could have been and what is.
The opening two lines are wonderful as is the rest of the poem.

These lines are so full of meaning:

"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 yes, In life change is constant.

[Lydia Shutter]

You know it, Shabeeh. Thank you so much for the review. Lydi**

[Miss Sharon]

Bravo my friend and fellow wordsmith! We are indeed on the same wavelength in our thinking. (we are left
with only a fleeting glimpse of what might have been just a little bit to the left of happy) Wish I had written that! Beautiful. ~Sharon

[Lydia Shutter]

I knew you would understand, dear Sharon. thank you so much. Lydi**

[Miss Sharon]

You are so welcome my sweetie! ~SP