Poetry

I never liked to simply do the minimum.

If I failed at the challenge

at least I tried it.

Only by trying

something I had not done yet

satisfied me.

Mistakes are made

but mistakes mean you can learn from them.

I should get something to eat.

I need to eat.

I did eat.

I had a sandwich for lunch.

It is almost bedtime.

It is past bedtime.

What did I have for supper?

I should get something to eat.

People see elfin

They see beauty

Stick thin figures

No fat anywhere

Yet I have seen

An elfin beauty

In my friend

Whose voluptuous body

Is unmistakably not thin.

My friends tell me I am.

I don’t always believe them.

I just like to help people when I can.

It is the times I go past those in need

That makes me doubt myself.

But then I have to remember

I also have to be kind to myself.

I can not help others

If refuse to help myself.

I have done that before

And if not for friends

I would not be here today.

I notice things.

I see what others miss.

Yes, there are days when I can not find something.

That is usually due to memory

and forgetting what safe place I put it in.

We will never be safe.

Never vaccinated enough.

It always changes.

Becomes more resistant.

It’s been four years since it was discovered.

A worldwide pandemic.

Yet, many seem to think

Our days of quarantine are over.

How wrong they sadly are.

I am an optimist.

Yet, dark thoughts still intrude.

I know that they are malicious.

I should not listen to them.

So I try to act positive

in the hopes I will become more positive.

Though, one of my favorite sayings is

“It will all work out somehow!”

So am I an optimist or a pessimist disguising themselves as one?

Pushed around.

Panic attacks.

Stress causing me to shut down.

Do you need to do this?

Can I get this done my way

or is your way the only right way?

Either way,

Back Off!

Go through the pockets

Find any loose change.

Revenge for the mostly dead.

A chocolate pill to swallow.

Do you believe me.

It is about true love.

I swear!

The wound hurts.

The pain is not pleasant.

But the sight of the purpling skin

as horrible as it looks

means it is healing.