poetry

My Greatest Year

Filled with let downs
And getting back up again
Filled with heart aches
And falling in love again

My greatest year
Is full of turmoil
My greatest year
Is full of reconciliation

Not because it was
Without pain
Not because it was
Without pleasure

My greatest year
Was a struggle
My greatest year
Was a triumph

Responding to set backs
Excited by challenge
Responding to breakthroughs
Excited by possibility

My greatest year
Is filled with hope and fear, compassion and anger, love and loss
My greatest year
Is waiting to be created.

Chosen for This

I did not sign up for this
I did not volunteer
I did not add my name to the list
I was not given the option to opt out

This chose me

Failure
Pain
Defeat
Anxiety
All handed down without my consent

It steals my sleep
Changes my thinking
Alters my motivation
Breaks my heart

When I let it

Unknowingly
Passively
Lazily
Submissively
All of the responses I use to hide

I did not sign up for this
I did not volunteer
I did not add my name to the list
I was not given the option to opt out

This chose me

Knowledge
Strength
Compassion
Excitement
All of the potential available with my consent

It steals my sleep
Changes my thinking
Alters my motivation
Breaks my heart

When I let it

Consciously
Actively
Aggressively
Intensely
All of the power I’ve been hiding

It chose me
I was chosen for this
I’m ready
To choose

The Chameleon

I’m a Chameleon
Adapting to situations
Mimicking those around me
Fitting in

Altering my attitude
Changing my clothes
Adjusting my behavior
Losing sight of me

I’m a Chameleon
Under the radar
Avoiding conflict
Lest my voice be heard

I am the situation
I am the mood
I am them
Ignoring me

The colors match
But the soul is camouflaged
Hidden
And hiding

If you see me
Please tell me what you’ve found
Because I forget sometimes

My colors are beautiful too