Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 12 years.
Finally found a sense of relief after a few stormy moments
Caught in a squall of my own making and temperament
Understandably frustrated and befuddled after last couple of days
Felt out of sorts and out of place with the current climate and surroundings
Lost in an undercurrent of routine and some form of structure
If you can really can it that, it's just the same thing in different formats
Tested with the theory of being brought back into the war zone
Once the dust has settled to not let the bad guys win
Place any power over me and what I choose to do with my life
Get the idea of not letting fear take over you because you'll never get over it
Just not remotely ready to think about being back in the hornet's nest
Still rebounding from being stung in my encounter
Need time to rest, relax and find some solace in other avenues
Believed that this was the right direction to take
Cannot let a rulebook or strong feminine encouragement push too hard
Could make matters worse than they already are
Decided to the play the part of the tortoise instead of the hare
Slow and steady will win this race by a landslide
Choosing to take control of this newfound journey from now on
Not entirely sure I'll stick to the plan, but that's the intention
Like New Year's Resolutions, best laid plans tend to fall
By the wayside with the rest of the dirty laundry missing the hamper
Mere inches from hitting the rim and going inside
Falls to the left of it and plopped right on the ground for now
Need to have the nerve to bend down and pick it up
Leaving it there was an act of defiance to being overly organized
Ready to listen to some David Bowie and Eric Clapton tunes
Helped to pick the right tunes to gear up on a new horizon
Could be imaginary or the real deal; no one needed to know
Your journey, your rules either way
Taking a few spins behind the wheel to get a feel for being there
Starting to feel a little more comfortable in the driver's seat
Been jostled around too many times by worldly potholes
Ready to place a dent in any type of concentration
Getting used to being in charge of the open road
In nick of time, before it was time to get started
Putting the peddle to the metal at a reasonable pace
No need for a fender bender before things began
That wouldn't be fun at all
Eyes on the open road and on all surroundings just in case.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on January 09, 2020:
Love the honest passion in this one.
It is so hard to stay calm and move at a turtles pace.
I am trying to change the way I hanfke situations also.
I am sutting back and watching...letting others be in charge of their own lives without me making plans for what is supposed to occur.
It is slow going, but others are receiving the message.
If anyone wants me...they know where I am and how to reach out.
As for the laundry...by all beans reach out if it is yours.
Otherwise let it stay put. Try not to do everything by yourself. Others do not appreciate your efforts.