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Mother, writer and daydreamer. Also chocoholic and chick-flick lover. But mainly mommy. To two boys, at that! When not escorting my Elder One (EO) to karate class, I'm trying to get in as many cuddles as possible from my Younger One (YO). And when not doing either, I'm hard-at-work trying to maintain a steady relationship with my laptop. And as for the Man I Married (MIM), well, let’s just put it this way – even though we share a bedroom, our most meaningful conversations are held over the cell-phone!

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Creative Menopause

For a while there,
I was worried.
So
terribly,
terribly worried.

I thought
I’d
lost you.
I thought
I’d
never get you back.

It’s a sinking feeling,
of deep,
dark,
despair.
A depression
which smothers your
soul-breath
out of you.

I’d sit lost
and dumb,
like a lonely semi-colon,
helpless in my
floundering
feelings
of fear
and failure.

But now,
you’ve gushed back
into my life.
You’ve found me
and I’ve got you good,
oh so good! So great!
I’ve got everything!

I can write once again!

Welcome back,
my precious,
precious
words!

1 comment:

Maya said...

This was such a sweet sweet poem!! I could almost hear the relief towards the end!! Really really liked it :)
-Ayesha T (from Ryze)