Around That Corner

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #577

Words:  breath, trust, thought, willow, ego, focus, forgive,
        kind, guard, pot, yourself, end

When you thought
that you could no longer
focus on trust 
or forgive its crushing 
despondency put you 
on your guard.  One deep breath,
and you decided that was
the end of men.  Self-confidence,
and ego were bruised.  
Difficulty in thinking kindly
of yourself turned you steely–
a sturdy branch that could not
break in a storm.  Then, a new
job opportunity arose.  You took it,
loved it.  Used your ability
to bend like a willow.  Looks
like you hit the jackpot!

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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