Often I wonder...is it worth it

Wake up

 

 

 

 

Often I wonder…is it worth it

 

Opening my eyes to blurred red numbers,

broken lines of early hour countings,

as gloomed darkness peers through streaked windows

and dusty mini blinds create silent wooden horizons

 

Groaning, upright now on the edge of the mattress…stretching,

rubbing my face to remove the remnants of last night,

shoving aside the warmth of my faded flannel blanket,

then finding a cold floor giggling at the touch of my naked feet

 

I recall the dream, my last moments of sleep…weird…real feeling

Aerosmith, a souvenir stand in Wildwood and an iPad

Sketchy but still there (and I wish I were too)

Don’t ask….

 

I can hear my dogs grunting at the foot of bed

(Probably chasing raccoons in their heads)

What a life, eating, sleeping, no need for love (in that sense),

just a nice pat on the head every once in a while satisfies

 

Sometimes I guess that is all it takes, all we can hope for…

Still sitting here, yawning…thinking…

Why do I do this each day, every day, the same routine,

the deepest rut, like tire tracks in fresh mud, straight, never ending…

 

Then, as the tiniest glint of sunlight sifts the tenebrous room

I think of you…my happiness, my everyday purpose and it all becomes clear

Smiling now, I stand and greet this brand new beautiful day…wide awake

Often I wonder, is it worth it...and then I wonder why I wonder

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

My alarm clock is on the other side of the room so when it goes off I have to get up and get out of bed and walk to it thus eliminating the whole sitting on the edge of the bed and contemplating life thing...just saying ;-) In all seriousness, you had me, all the way until the happy ending *laugh* But I get it. Of course it's all worth it. And if the person you're thinking of in that last stanza is actually you...you've just nailed the true meaning of happiness. You can't love anyone until you love yourself. Great job, Jack...

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Kimmer. Not sure if it was me or not...I'll have to check. :)

[KAOlmsted]

My pleasure, Jack ;-)

[Raymond Federle]

I often wake up surprised I am still alive...been there, done that, still doing it. Great poem from you Jack!:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Raymond. I often do the opposite. :)

[TL Boehm]

Well DAMN! Oh man. You should write a book. There is such a story in this. There is so much more going on that makes this such a complete poem. "a cold floor giggling at the touch of my naked feet" WOW. the tiniest glimpse of sunlight sifts the tenebrous room. Again. WOW. Yeah. It's worth it.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Tammy. I am thrilled you enjoyed this.

[BlackRose]

Been here before but not alone, only a lonely heart barely beating each time. Thinking and there still that goodness out of it. There for I still rise to the sun. Again, bravo!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much for your kind words.

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I think us men have a habit of this lol, I like how you refer the same as a tire track! I feel like a train come through I can hear the sounds of blowing like a Johnny Cash feel ha ha! Jack that was an awesome write:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Johnathan.

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My pleasure Jack:)

[Mark]

Time for a change? Routines can feel like traps. Nicely penned.

[Jack...]

That they can my friend. Thanks so much.

[AYVID N]

This is a poem with a strong message for me. Routine is killing. Too much of it and we end up wondering whether life is worth living at all. A great concept and great writing! Thanks for sharing Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you Divya. You are always so kind to me.

[Rita L. Sev]

Recalling the dream, but embracing the Life that comes with the light of day... SO worth it! Love the tone of this piece, Jack.

I think I've been to that Wildwood souvenir stand...

[Jack...]

You probably have Rita. :) Thank you for your kind words.

[Baby Ricochet]

It's worth it. Good one Jack

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That is a question we all encounter from time to time. A very deep poem that can move the soul in the right mment.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my friend. I appreciate you stopping by today.