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Another Ten Years

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Jerry S
Jerry S
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Dry runs the well
of lies to tell
myself when I dip into slumber

Were I a mystic sleuth
I’d face the enlightening truth
of who I really am

But I like this sham
Upheld with wavy hands
My improvement path of personal growth

And if the jig were ever to be fully up
I’d just conjure more schmutz
So when I look in that mirror
I wouldn’t see myself any clearer

I’d look pretty and smile
Gather up breasts and what’s left of the wiles
coo and purr, me, a sly minxy fox

I’d look handsome and sly
Flex my pecs to see gains of mine
bare teeth and howl, me, hunter wolf on the prowl

I’ll dig a new well
and watch fresh new lies swell
this desert mirage will keep its shimmer

another ten years
to hammer in doubts and fears and
make me see I was wrong all along

because it’s not easy now
to admit I don’t wear a crown
that despite the growth I’ve never shined any dimmer

Inspiration Revealed

My muses inspire me when I write.

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Below I choose to disclose the inspirations and interpretations of my own poems.

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It’s a curious thing to look back at my past and be able to so clearly pick out the mistakes I thought were victories and the victories I thought were mistakes. It’s funny how they can flip flop, even from one day to another. Maybe that’s part of what they call a “fickle” memory.

On the odd occasion, there are moments that I remember as victories and they remain victories; there are mistakes that remain mistakes.

In a nutshell that is what this poem is about. On some days I wake-up feeling like I’ve made progress on other days I feel like I’m ten steps back and backtracking more than I’d like. I ask myself, during both good and bad days…am I lying to myself? Will I one day in the future look back and ask “How easy it is to see now that I was delusional. How could I have been so blind? How could I have been so wrong? How do I stop doing this to myself?”

Personal growth is painful. Should it be? Yes. There is always the advice of “lean into discomfort” but I wonder just how much to lean. My advice is the more discomfort the better. I’d almost even say that the more painful the better. Yes, if I had to rewrite that piece of advice I’d say “lean into the pain. There is gold there.”

Yet, I’m a hypocrite but I’m getting better about heading towards willing pain. Yes, there is gold there. It just takes a lot of digging.