Metamorphosis

stages-of-metamorphosis

Happy Second Day of December! This is a poem that I wrote around 2004. And this piece is one of my favorites so it may have appeared on the blog before. December is my birth month and this year I am reveling in the beauty of growth and transformation. At various times, it has meant different things to me but as I stumbled across it recently I felt inspired. I’m thinking about tinkering with it a little but I wanted to share it before I did.

Metamorphosis

You wreak havoc
on all of my senses.
I cannot get past
the past
and the taste
of wasted time
on my tongue.
It’s similar to
the bitterness
of burned garlic
and I often wonder
if I’ll ever get
over it.

Your absence makes me question
what I want to do,
who I want to be,
and wonder why I’m wasting
my time by not working
toward my goals.
I want to sweep all
of my sorrows
and regrets into
the corner and cover
them with my doubts.
But most days
I lack the
courage to take
such a bold step.

You make me want to
eat all of my fears.
To simply swallow them whole
without a sip of libation.
Maybe then I could
Summon the nerve to
gather a strong gale beneath
My wings, disregard my trepidation,
and take
that leap.
In the hopes that
I’ll be able to
Fly.

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2 thoughts on “Metamorphosis

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    “It’s similar to the bitterness of burned garlic and i often wonder if i’ll ever get over it” – this is my favourite part of this poem. Simple words, but there is so much meaning behind them.
    Lovely poem!

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