Sunday, April 30, 2006


I remember the afterwards
After each of them left
The bitter pain stung,
It paralyzed
And then it settled in my belly
Bending me to a sobbing heap

I remember the grief
But … no, no, NO!!!
The rage
The confusion
The sadness
Move on
Self-pity gets old fast

I remember the blame
Make it make sense
It must be mine
These shoulders know
The weight of control
If only I were perfect …

I carry my endings
Into my beginnings
Shadow fears
Leftover tears
Some call it experience
Most call it baggage


At 6:47 AM, Blogger Dick the Boomer said...

Yes - if only we were all perfect.

I especially love the ending - and
Shadow fears
Leftover tears


At 9:07 AM, Blogger Unacknowledged Genius said...

You always say complex things in such a strong but uncomplicated way, I love your poetry.

At 12:48 PM, Blogger naive-no-more said...

It's bags of experience.

You're my hero. Seriously.

At 1:54 PM, Blogger Blazngfyre said...

I think I need new "luggage".
I'm tired of lugging around all this old, horribly out of fashion, cumbersome and yes, oversized baggage.
It's time to downsize and streamline.

At 2:27 PM, Blogger Sumeeta said...

I loved this poem. It effectively captures the baggage that we all carry. Bravo!

I also loved your previous post on babysitting. It was hilarious.

At 4:03 PM, Blogger Aisha T. said...

It's weird that at the time that the baggage happens, how hard and heavy it is. But, then the further you get from it, the more you realized you learned from it. Not that I want to go and experience those experiences again! Especially that pain in the gut you described so perfectly.

At 10:27 PM, Blogger ZooooM said...

"make it make sense" "if only I were perfect"

Yup. You rule as always.

At 9:15 AM, Blogger AndyT13 said...

Speaking of rules I have one for you: ALWAYS TRAVEL LIGHT. You can always pick up something you really need when you get there.
Anyway, you ARE perfect! :-)

At 10:55 AM, Blogger Al said...

I would not trade any of my experiences, good, bad or indifferent. It's the collective expierence that forms who we are.
Besides last week, I was traveling and made a wrong turn while looking for a restuarant someone suggested, Instead I found a killer bar with great steak sandwiches, cheap cold beer and the Indians game on TV.

At 2:24 PM, Blogger Unacknowledged Genius said...

I've decided to employ a valet to carry my bags.

At 5:46 PM, Blogger Spin_Doc1 said...

Thank you, I needed that one.

At 7:08 PM, Blogger theresa said...

Dick - I think you're the perfect friend to me ... ever positive and supportive.

U-Genius - What a nice compliment. Thank you.

Naive - I like "bags of experience". It fits. You're the BEST!

Blaze - Maybe we need to go shopping together. Lets pick up some sexy shoes while we're at it, and celebrate with a jumbo margarita afterwards.

Sumeeta - I'm glad it said what I was feeling. Seems like we all have the same feelings at one time or another, doesn't it?

Aisha - I agree. I don't deny the value of my lessons learned, but I wouldn't want to relive some of the more painful ones.

Zoom - I think you and I should take over the world and rule it together!!!

Andy - Excellent advice! *smooch*

Al - Yes, the wrong turns that turn out to be right turns. If things had turned out how I'd planned 15 years ago, I doubt I'd be as happy as I am today. Thank you for reminding me of that.

U-Genius - An excellent plan to unburden yourself!

Spin - I was thinking specifically about you when I wrote this.

At 2:19 PM, Blogger joy said...

I hear you. I'm carrying some of it too. But somehow the baggage carry with it some incredible lessons learned. If only it didn't hurt.

At 3:37 PM, Blogger Spin_Doc1 said...

Ah, you have just given me the happy moment of my day!

At 3:59 PM, Blogger theresa said...

Joy - It seems like some of the most valuable lessons carry a very high price.

Spin - Sometimes it just helps to know that other people get it. You and I are walking a different part of this road right now, but we still know the feeling of one another's shoes.

At 1:50 PM, Blogger Brea said...

I had to read this on twice. Well written. People fool themselves thinking their past shouldn't effect their future. It does. You just have to keep your baggage small and be aware of its whereabouts at all times.


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