Millpond Poetry
Of Twists and Turns
What do I do?
With all the twists and turns.
With every day passing
without a sight or clue
as to what or why or who?
Such mixed emotions I have,
fractured by forty-three years of days gone by –
now what?
Where to go from here.
Whom to love and whom to turn,
it’s hardly mine to call.
There’s you,
and yes, your feelings count.
Still, what to do. Yes, what.
Who do I trust?
When everyone seeks their own end?
In loss, we suffer one and all, but
is anyone our friend…
out of true compassion and concern?
Or, is it all a charade,
a pageant for the pompous,
egotistical, maniacal souls…
I don’t know.
Perhaps, I am among them.
If so?
I pray to know… soon,
to repent,
possibly find grace and recover,
love as no other,
but who?
What do I do,
With all the twists and turns?
I don’t know and that troubles me.
Millpond Ink Poetry, 2016, edited June 2022
