Confused
Like a cat
in a hurry
to reach
her destination,
furiously pushing
her well-worn walker.
After arriving,
she stands still,
puzzled.
Where
was she going?
Why there?
8 thoughts on "Confused"
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We’re all of us a bit in a hurry to get to someplace and, once there, not too sure why.
Wonderful picture of what so many deal with.
Thanks to both of you.
My biggest fear, made more universal. It still scares me, but less so knowing it’s in a way a part of the human condition. Great piece. Thank you for sharing this with us.
Thank you for your nice comments!
A poem about the condition many of us have seen. It paints a vivid picture with being sentimental and gets out.
Standing with an open frig. wondering . . .
So glad for the company of this poem.
There might be a poem in that!