The Mute

The Mute

A Poem by Ursula Kay Vos

 

My dreams were simple

At least I thought,

Then life happened

Now Im caught.

 

The man I love,

Does love me,

He's a great man,

He makes me weak,

in my knees.

 

So why do I sit here,

And write this way?

Well theres things you do,

And theres things you say.

 

His actions are good,

almost all the time,

But we are still new,

And I'm learning to voice

needs of mine.

 

For now I write,

Maybe soon I'll speak.

 

I hope I don't learn too late,

and that my man,

I'll be able to keep.

 

My insecurites rule me,

day in and day out,

Some thoughts are real,

Some are simply worries~

I could do without!

 

Without a voice

there is no way

To bridge the gap,

between the things we do,

and the things we say.

 

Ursula Kay Vos

9/29/2011

© 2011 Ursula Kay Vos


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So why do I sit here,

And write this way?

Well theres things you do,

And theres things you say.


My insecurites rule me,

day in and day out,

Some thoughts are real,

Some are simply worries~

I could do without!


Collette... I'm really starting to get kind of addicted to your writing... they say, just say no... but I've never been too good at listening to other's anyway haha

As far as the whole mute part... sometimes its the things we dont say, that say the most...

:)


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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A wonderfully honest write, carefully crafted and with a beautiful flow to it. A true delight to discover. The poem draws you into the worries we all have early in a relationship, and reveals ourselves as much as the autor. Thank you for posting this dark delight.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Antonio, thank you. The experiences in my life have made me a very dynamic and diverse person. I tend to wake thanking God every day for the trials because it is my belief that He must have some kind of belief in me.
The point is I survived in spite of my circumstances and in fact they made me better than I could have ever been without them.
So even with the hardships, I would still not trade it.
:)
Thank you
Collette
Have you read In Loving Misery? Or The Pain of Absense?

Posted 13 Years Ago


(((((((Collette)))))))

hang in there dear friend...

Posted 13 Years Ago


In most people it would, but not so in me. I come from a background of abuse and trauma. Both of my parents are alive and have chosen lives without me, so I grew up in foster care and with abusive boyfriends. So for me our truly is fear based. I'm learning finally almost 30 now, that not everyone leaves, but its a hard truth to accept when that is all you have ever known. If anyone would read into it, I would. :(. I think I reference that in another poem. Thank you Antonio!

Posted 13 Years Ago


So why do I sit here,

And write this way?

Well theres things you do,

And theres things you say.


My insecurites rule me,

day in and day out,

Some thoughts are real,

Some are simply worries~

I could do without!


Collette... I'm really starting to get kind of addicted to your writing... they say, just say no... but I've never been too good at listening to other's anyway haha

As far as the whole mute part... sometimes its the things we dont say, that say the most...

:)


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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