As part of the unfolding series in the discovery of self, Poetic Bloomings encourages us to write a poem about an accomplishment or something we are proud of. And, yes, kids, grandkids and the like are off the table.
My life in a 10×10 storage unit (Photo credit: pmsyyz)
Awards, Rewards and Accolades
By: Meena Rose
There you go forcing me
To search cobwebbed recesses
Of memory shriveled up and
In decay.
I force myself to the garage;
I find it – the box.
A box of accomplishment
Covered in bubble wrap.
Coughing past the dust,
The must and mold;
Recovering from shock
At the sight of a mouse’s
Nest that my box of pride
Has become. Definitely a
More practical use of
Milestones which mark
Progress along life’s path.
Reflecting purposeful charges
And selfish meanders of
Desire and ego.
I laugh at myself when
The AHA comes; life’s
Little souvenirs touting
Acts of wonder are
Meaningless and worthless;
A sincere brava, a clap on a shoulder,
A conspiratorial grin from
Friends is how I cherish
Accomplishments by. Thanks
To them I must acknowledge
That my need to ink soul
Upon parchment is real,
Genuine and sincere. At
Least good enough for
Others to witness
Tears shed and soulful wounds.
Vulnerable… nervous…scared…
I take the plunge, the magical leap;
A leap of faith with arms wide open,
I am a writer; I claim this in the open.
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