I can’t say how I feel at this moment, looking over everything that we’ve been through. I can’t say when I fell in or out of love with you… I know the text-book answers and the ‘it takes time’ speech. I know my heart takes time to heal and that the length is different for each. But the strange part is that I feel no pain, in fact, I feel quite free. Just not sure what to do with myself. Forgot how to just be me. So I will continue on as I have been and smile at each grinning face… Just don’t ask me “how are you feeling?” My answer will be: “It’s hard to say…”
© Day Dreamer
Posted at Poetry Jam and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.
It is hard to say exactly how one feels at times. The form of this is interesting–is this prose poetry? I am never quite sure what that is. LOL But is all reads well.
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Thank you…It is a prose poem, and an attempt to understand the Zuihitsu form, though I think I failed in my attempt 🙂
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You tackled the prompt head on… this is great!
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Thank you Laurie!
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it is def hard to describe feelings…at least to get them accurate when often we are unsure how they really feel ourselves…
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True…sometimes there is not description. Thanks for stopping by!
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It’s hard to say what I don’t like about this. Love it! I also heard you read it which give it the emphasis too. Love your accent 🙂
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Thank you! I’m attempting to improve my blog by adding the audio. Urged by friends and such. Thank you for the feedback and friendship! It is much appreciated!
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Nice to hear this read because your voice puts in the cadence that prose poetry does not show on the page. What is neat and unique about this poem is its refreshing tone of discovery which acknowledges that “you” took time and “I” have it back: “But the strange part is that I feel no pain, in fact, I feel quite free. Just not sure what to do with myself.”
That’s just fine.
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Thank you Susan!
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Great writing! It is one of the most difficult things to truly express how we feel.
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Very true Teresa, thank you 🙂
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I really like hearing you read it. It brings your words to life….you may not know at the moment what to do with yourself, but celebrate the fact you have the freedom to figure it out on your own terms.
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Thank you Susie!
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This has such a lovely tone to it……….the musing, the reverie…….the “seemingly random thoughts that are not random” – you did a fantastic job with this challenge!
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Thank you Sherry 🙂
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enjoyed it ……it is sometimes hard to say…..so very true…
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Thank you indeed!
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Lovely poem. Sounds like you’re describing how one feels right after a break-up, kind of numb, not quite ready to feel the pain and embrace the truth of a loss. It’s the first stage of grief, and healing does take time. Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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That is exactly it! Thank you!
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I do think sometimes it IS hard to say how we feel at a given moment. Perhaps sometimes as well we just don’t want to think about it…..but just LIVE the moment instead.
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That is what we often want, but it is hard to live in the moment when you’ve lost yourself. Thank you for stopping by!
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A really great response to the prompt.
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Thank you David!
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Well its hard to say, I agree…but glad that there is feeling of being free at last ~
http://a-sweetlust.blogspot.ca/2012/08/words-at-tip-of-my-tongue.html
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Thank you! Freedom is good!
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Sounds like whatever decision you made was a good one. It is really hard to accommodate freedom and aloneness. K.
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Thank you K
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love the poem and enjoyed your audio post!
i remember the first night after my ex-husband and i separated ~ i stayed up late watching The Tonight Show in bed, painting my toenails! such freedom! {smile}
♥
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Sounds like someone I know! Thanks Dani!
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I think sometimes that sense of relief when a broken relationship finally ends brings with it such a feeling of freedom. Love the emotional undercurrent going through this. Quite a thought provoking write!
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Thank you Mary 🙂
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Makes me wonder if she isn’t numb. Nice poem!
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She might be! Thanks Margaret!
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…forgetting how to be oneself… I think we all do that to some extant as loved ones do drain us of so much. BUT, the journey of re-self discovery is very important and rewarding!
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True indeed!
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this one is really great…good work..your writing is fresh….i am impressed…after surfing so long found good work… 😉
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Thank you very much! I really appreciate it!
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u r always welcome….God BleSs
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