Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Letting Go

I have decided, because I am smack dab in the middle of applying for part-time jobs on line and organizing my thoughts for same, that I would publish one of my poems today to tide you over, as it were, until I can get some real 'meat' out there. Hope that's OK with you.

This one, written June 14, 1982, was composed by me while I was on vacation in Puerto Vallarta. The title is as above.

Here I sit -- amidst the noises
Of surf, music -- big girls & boyses.

My heart is light ... no cares or woes,
Happiness & contentment reach right to my toes.

I am at peace. This is why I came ...
To rest -- relax -- enjoy life's game.

Work, worry, stress -- all seem far away.
I'm in Puerto Vallarta, & here to play

A little bridge & get a lot of sun,
To sleep late, & have some fun!

To let my mind & body go
At their own pace ... and slow

Way down. What's my hurry?
Life should not be such a flurry

Of alarm-setting & waking up with a jerk,
Knowing you've got another heavy day at work!


Tammy said...

Puerto Vallarta....oh that would be so nice. Sounds like it was a time of rest and relaxation for you. :)

Love the poem by the way.

Goldenrod said...

Yes, those were the days when I was busily working on permanently damaging my skin. Ah, youth!

We were there for ten days, actually, and spent a lot of time with Spanish-speaking friends. By the 8th or 9th day, I found myself 'thinking' in Spanish!