Wanted JACK HAMMER
by D. Enise — Read all 64 poems by D. Enise
Hurt once again,
Another brick in the wall.
So quick to go up,
And so slowly, it falls...
Beams of steel,
Solid they hold,
Mortar and Brick,
Layer, upon layers.
Demolition,
goes ever so slowly,
As I tear one down
anothers constructed!
The part of myself
That I had liked most
My willing to trust
despite all the risks
As time goes on.
I have been finding,
I am not so quick,
In the department of "Trusting".
The essence of living.
Is in dreams and in hope
In trusting and loving
In the giving of self.
The part I liked best
My sense of wonder
And the child like heart,
I had been blessed with.
I do not know how to feel hate,
I have not been vengeful
And can forgive a mistake.
So then I wonder,
What's so buried inside,
That has been building these walls,
Time after time?
As I continue my searching,
A new trade, I'll discover,
I am determined to learn,
And use a jack hammer!
Copyright ~2002
D.Enise
In life, as we seek growing,
Sometimes it can seem,
we have gone "backwards".
Many times, I seem to need a "sledge hammer" kind of effect, in order to "see" something's..
So, in my lack of having learned to have much Patience" as of yet..
I decided, hmmmmmm why not try a Jack Hammer! *S*
Friday, June 21, 2002
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"The part of myself
That I had liked most
My willing to trust
despite all the risks."
I can really relate.
it is.