Once upon a time, I wrote poetry!
Somewhere deep inside my #LetsDiscuss2020 #DiscussionSunday post about my regimen vs. impulse posting, I posed the question if anyone thought it might be fun for me to post some of my poetry here on my blog. Well, a couple of people showed interest, and I appreciate that. As for the rest of you, you are welcome to just click or scroll on by if you aren’t poetry people (I promise, I won’t be the least bit offended)!
This one was written in 1999 or 2000, when apparently, I was going through a rough time.
Disappointment and I are Siamese twins,
attached to my shoulder blades.
She nestles behind me in my sleep
and plants dreams in my eyes,
which wake me in horror.
She has no soul, and chills my winter.
She holds no comfort, and stifles my summer.
She blackens the night, covering my vision.
She glares at midday, forcing me to squint and tear.
Whenever hope and anticipation come to tea,
she stuffs me with dry doubt crusts,
abating my craving for their sweet optimism cakes.
When they leave – always too soon –
her smugness fills the void,
and her sneering smile darkens my ready neck.
© 1999-2000 Davida R. Chazan – all rights reserved. This was first published in the (now defunct) online journal Poetic Voices in November, 2000, and was later reprinted in the February/March 2001 online issue of the Dakota House Journal (also now defunct), which was apparently their first issue, and this poem appeared on page 17, according to the old URL I have.