by Mary Etta Metcalf
dreams flow through my head of days past
when youth could do no wrong...life wadreams s good
the freedom felt...the acts performed...were they wrong
how different life would have been...if only i had known
actions perceived...ideas run rampant...mind speeding on
falling into the trap only life seemed to know about
continuing on as if nothing was wrong...nothing at all
how different life would have been...if only i had known
things omitted in childhood...youth in the dark
as life raced forward as a speeding train out of control
and i asked...is there no end...where is the light
how different life would have been...if only i had known
i tried to put the breaks on...it broke in my hands
i cried at the fear that rose within me
groping my way through life...crying...what is going on
how different life would have been...if only i had known
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ABOUT THE POET ~
i write out of love for words....the style i use is free verse, where i can create who i am..., i began writing while i cared for my mother, who had alzheimers, as a form of therapy for me....when she died, the poetry stayed with me....now i write about everything....life...love....betrayals....philosophy...nature...fantasy and some dark poetry....where ever my fancy seems to be at the time....i use my personal knowledge and experiences with a lot of them, i am a very private person who enjoys my animals, my grandchildren, my children, when they let me, and the love of my life., several of my poems have appeared in the Taj Mahal Review and some anthologies....i have written three books of poetry, my first was my therapy book, all the poems i had written while caring for my mother called "When There Are Dragons There is Alzheimers". my second book "Through the Maze of Life" was the start of my growth, my third and most recent book is called "Thoughtful Whispers" poems of a growing poet.....my website is www.pegesus.weebly.com
Last updated September 30, 2011