This Side of 41

pexels-photo-10979A foreign land
Where I felt alone, distant.
Anger and uncertainty, my
Survival tools, sharp and blunt,
Ready to cut and bash
Whatever hospitality the locals
Brought my way.

Opportunity allowed a getaway,
The revelers were too busy
Congratulating themselves,
Sowing their oats or shoofly pie,
To notice my predetermined escape.
Anger dulled to a steady calm and
Uncertainty became confident
As I got home.

 

Photo Credit: Zach Damberger via Pexels

3 thoughts on “This Side of 41

  1. Chris, “This side of 41” is terrific. I read it several times, discovering something new with each pass. There’s so much emotion captured in two stanzas. I love the following,

    “Anger and uncertainty, my
    Survival tools, sharp and blunt,”

    A wonderfully written poem. Please enjoy the rest of your weekend. ~ Mia

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