Even Cowgirls Ride into the Sunset by Themselves
Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 12 years.
Wow, what a difference one minor speed bump made
Changed the course of one's future in some capacity
Going left instead of right off the cliff into complete obscurity
Believed that it was for the better; hard to tell at the moment
Putting one foot in front of the other to prove naysayers wrong
Head been stuck in the clouds for far too long
Unsure if it was by accident or by careful design
Well, the rose colored glasses have been destroyed as a result
No longer walking around with blinders to what was in front the whole time
Sadness came and went like the ever evolving tides on the North Shore
Time to spit out the salt water, dry off and get off this train to nowhere
Moving on to bigger and better things by simply being vertical for a change
Nearly 40 days out of the emotional wilderness
After getting their heart trampled on by a pack of wild horses
Running for parts unknown and away from civilization
Mr. Ed looking to not be tamed by Wilbur and his family anymore
Charlotte was spinning a new web that wasn't connected to the barn
Or anything in particular at the moment
This spider was on the move and ready to roam
Climbing the walls and onto the wild blue yonder
Looking for places to explore and new territories to see
Ulterior motive to forget about previously visited towns and houses
Erasing all traces of the past in an effort to move forward
Eager to not give up on tomorrow, while remembering to not eradicate yesterday
Past wasn't all entirely bad as the chest wounds made it out to be
Just the exit and the aftermath that made it sting a lot worse
Looking to develop a thicker skin; an extra coating to protect the body
From ruthless creatures looking to poke and prod their way in
Polluting everything that made you a unique individual
Smoothing out the nooks and crannies into a generic Hollywood feature
Enjoying all the rainbow sherbet a body can reasonably withstand
Having a private party for one in Scooby Doo pajamas
Not worrying about having lip stick on, or even foundation for that matter
Done trying to be the imaginary domestic goddess that never existed
Focused on having solo adventures
No need to add a partner just yet.
Need to clean up the mess that horse made when he left
Until then, this heroine rode alone for better or worse.
Comments
Lorna Lamon on November 10, 2019:
I really enjoyed reading this poem Heather and the way you have weaved various books into it. So much strength within the lines with a good helping of humour. Great writing.