Poetry again!

I was sewing the other day, just some mending, and I happened across another notebook that I had been doodling in and saw that I had also used it for Poetry. I wanted to share a couple of those with you.

Old Friends

The comfort of old habits beckon me,
I know all the pitfalls of falling into them,
They will welcome me like old friends
Back to the dark places I have been before.
Driving me to distraction
With their silent calls.
I am helpless to resist the nagging needs.
I want to turn my back
But they are still there calling
I fall into line with the familiarity of the companionship
The pairing leaves me empty and angry
The disappointment no less
even if it is my own.
Ostracized, betrayed, as they seduce my being.
They stop calling and leave.
Silent to face the consequences alone.


A Choice

Sometimes I see it coming
Like bright headlights on a semi
in the other lane.
Sometimes it creeps along behind me,
my shadow that at midday becomes one with me
I am at the crossroads choosing a new path
Choosing either way will lead to paths
I am unwilling to take
But still must I decide between them.
The way back is blocked
Choked with others I have left on the road
Their feelings are too much for me to handle
Their promises too hard to trust
So forward I must go
not able to sit stagnant and alone
Direction is foreign to me
I am used to going as I might.
To choose and plan is to close off possibility
The chance that a new adventure will come along
to be swept away by chance is to always
have your breath catch.
regardless now the choice must be made.