Sunday, June 26, 2016

Something's Missing

I skin the spoils of another's hunt.
I cook, but I don't gather.
I suspect that I don't matter much,
and it hurts.

I fall back on talking tough;
fake a fierceness I don't feel.
Fill my days with another's work,
another's will.

Crawl in bed at night
and release myself to dreaming.
Lying by your side;
our shadows on the wall.
Crawling deep inside
my land of little meaning
where I hide
and no one seeks at all

till the cupboard's bare,
the clean socks aren't there,
or something's missing.

For Poetry Pantry at Poets United


Mary said...

Life, as expressed by this poem, sounds like drudgery. And oh so tiring.

colleen said...

Wow so poignantly told. I feel it for you and have felt it myself. Sometimes the clean socks are mismatched.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You have captured the feeling exactly that so many of us have felt....that no one really sees us. I know I felt lonelier in such situations than I have ever felt alone. Well expressed, my friend.

Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

A life I fight against...being taken for granted...lonely! I agree a wonderful poem that made me feel this life.

R.K. Garon said...

Never felt that way but I do understand. Well expressed.

C.C. said...

So powerfully captured and beautifully expressed!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Such a heartfelt write, MZ

Lots of love,

Jae Rose said...

Sometimes we do not miss what is there until it is gone - maybe that counts for dirty socks as well as loved ones..

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

yes, i feel like that too often. sometimes i think it's my subdued, subverted 'empath' in me. you know i love you more than you love me or have i given more of myself than i should...introspection

gracias MZ

brudberg said...

There are days when invisibility is good... but mostly it is not... there are days when we wan't to be caught howling.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

You have captured what it feels like to largely invisible - I love this:
"Crawl in bed at night
and release myself to dreaming."

Fireblossom said...

This is so raw and honest, it's a little terrifying.

Anonymous said...

This comment is a poem.

Anonymous said...

I'm pretty sure I'm your speaker. ~Muse to the end.

Bekkie Sanchez said...

So many of us feel this way Mama Zen, you put it very well. Feeling alone and no way out. Having to kiss the bosses ass just to barely make it. Putting up with our government and giving all of our money to them and more. Seeing our lovely planet get destroyed through no fault of our own. I have been disgusted with the human race for some time and hope wears thin. We must take the tiny positive things, treasure them and help them grow. It's all we got.