To ALL mothers everywhere..... Its going to be alright.
RESERVES...
Could it be
I’ve already tapped into that energy
reserved for later in life
I’m drained and fatigued groping for every breath
as I perform my motherly duties
my patience is worn thin
loneliness is stalking like a shadow
my spirit is dragging behind me on the ground
I can barely lift my feet as
I carry my numb
emotionless body
I spy
a tiny light in the distance
I move in it’s direction
it is the tunnels end~
slowly I trudge forward
and amazingly
my pace picks up
time speeds up
my heart beat increases
something breaks through
on my face
a twinge of a smile
the essence of a glow
my tiredness falls to the floor
There is hope
I am alive
celebration is eminent
it has been a long day
hours since I have felt this good
this alive
I was almost crushed
under the weight of responsibility
but right now
I am fine
its nearing the kids bedtime
I have made it
though it was hard
though I was scared
I am sure now
I will be fine
because
I have the light
at the end of the tunnel
in my hand
SyD
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Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Cryssa
Wise, spiritual and stimulating... "Reserves" fkows and glows.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU