Startled Epiphany

Suddenly it came to me
smack in the face
there was no where left to run
I had to open my eyes
to face the truth
I have fallen for you
despite my admonishments
‘self do not go there
it always ends as it must.’
Stupid self
did not listen at all
turned deaf ears to my pleas
offered up my heart
on silver platter
oh god what to do?
Come to me my muse
lay down at my feet
while I try to find the words
the verse
to describe you just right.
You make me laugh
never make(s) me cry
(he he I the poet am participating
given this story is probably 
mostly possibly but not about her-
isn’t that a lyric in a song?)
Mouth clamped shut
lips zippered closed
will keep all thoughts
all emotions to me.
We will dance this dance
two forward one back
neither willing to admit
what is right underneath their noses!
©August 26/19
Picture one of mine.
Taken this weekend at Matlock Beach.

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

15 thoughts on “Startled Epiphany”

      1. It’s in the adoption papers…. “give sister hard time” you don’t want my adoption papers to get revoked do you?

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      2. As if you didn’t know…. 🙄

        In all honesty though, I’m here if you want to discuss it… I know you’re not a talker much. But I can shut up my nonprofit and listen.

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