that's okay

pieces of home float by my psyche

on a day when even the cotton candy clouds

are not sweet enough for me

i reach beyond the fringe

looking for....not sure what....waldo perhaps?

maybe for the poem that will explain it all

finally i realize

the neutrons and atoms of unfinished dreams 

are the invisible threads that sew me together 

just like popeye - i yam who i yam

and really, that's okay

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love this! I find that your attitude is a great inspiration for others who have not yet developed the life habit of being who they are (without apology) in their writing, plagued by self-doubts, etc. In my trajectory, when I tried to write in a way that would be widely acceptable, I wasn't interesting to anyone. Then I realized I'm too weird to have a mass appeal, so I just started having fun without thinking about whatever the response, if any. More people are interested in my writing when I am just my uninhibited self. This is true in the broader sense of life, as well, which is the message your spirited poem gets across with spunk (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Lydia Shutter]

Yea, I have been accused of being "spunky" before! LOL I can not be anyone but the person I am...always have been this way. It has turned some people off, but those who are my friends know they can always get honesty from me. Thanks so much, Margie. I appreciate your reviews. Love that icon by the way. Have a happy Halloween! Lydi**

[Laz K.]

"i yam who i yam/and really, that's okay"
One day I wish to be able to say this line and believe it, too.
Your poem, with its authentic voice, gives me hope that it is actually possible.
Thank you for sharing.

[Lydia Shutter]

I did not feel this way till I reached "a certain age"....I am sure you will too. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Vari]

“What is not started today is never finished tomorrow.” So, we always stop by thinking what we lack in our life and the conclusion that we sum up after self introspection is unfinished dreams. You greatly loaded the broad spectrum of an aimless person mindset. Glad to read this.

[Lydia Shutter]

Interesting take on the poem. Thanks, Vari. Lydi*

[Vari]

Pleasure to stop by reading this.

[Robert Trakofler]

And Dear O'Lydia it looks so damn good on you!!!!!!!!! Short and sweet and true a poets heart is you

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Robert. Stay well. LydI**

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem shared dear Lydia. I liked how you uses Popeye's words. We are, what we are. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, John. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Lydia.

[emmajoy]

Seems you're already there, Lydi and more than comfortable, as should be. Failing that fly to the moon and see what the aliens think! Seriously and more plausible mayhaps is taking notice of self and curing what needs or accept it as an idiosyncrasy. Walk in ones own shoes and whisper, 'I do my best. Sooo what you gonna do about it!' Then, smile and shimmy.. x

[Lydia Shutter]

[emmajoy]

Not sure what happened here but - no matter.

[Lydia Shutter]

How strange....I thanked you and now the thank you is gone! I mentioned Frank Sinatra singing, "Fly Me To the Moon" and told you I was shimmying in my seat. The WC ghoulies have eaten my words! Thank you, Emma. Have a great weekend. Lydi**

[emmajoy]

Things in here completely throw me at times, which, bearing in mind technology is a no.no for me, that turning on light with a switch actually works.. mine is not to reason why! Happy you got to shimmy Lydi. Altogether now.. .. .. :)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

This reminds me of a quote by Toni Morrison about a time when life becomes enough. I really like the depth of poetry to this prose like subject that came together in a wonderful mix. Tyfs

[Lydia Shutter]

Quite the honor to be compared to Morrison. Thank you so much, Cyprian. Lydi**

[Lorry]

More than okay Lydi, doubleplusgood, as Orwell might have said.
The neurons and atoms of unfinished dreams, being threaded together into a comforter quilt that would tell a far better story than any biography ever could.
Mine is more like a 10,000 piece jigsaw, with no picture on the box, just a row of??? 's and some slightly chewed pieces, where the dog quickly deemed it to be not food and spat under the bed. But at least I've found the corners, so only 9996 pieces to go 😀

[Lydia Shutter]

Smiling here. Lorry, I can just picture a jigsaw with no picture on the box! Well, if you have the corners, you are starting in the right direction! Thanks so much for your review and for the morning smile. Lydi**

[John the Baptist]

The speaker here seems to be seeking some sort of closure, answers for something that is not specified. There is a sense of a yearning for completeness. In the end, the speaker realizes there are some things that will not be explained, and is content with that. "I yam who I yam."

[Lydia Shutter]

Indeed, John...you always understand. Thank you so much for the review. Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

I am happy that you are you Lydi**. You seem to be comfortable in your own shoes. I'm sure we get that type of confidence as we grow in years. We all have off days, we all have days where we aren't firing on all four cylinders. That's normal. No one is perfect. That's where you took me with your lines. Have a great day.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

That is so true, Chris. As we get older we realize what we think of ourselves is more important than what others think of us! Thank you so much for the review. Be well, my friend. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

It is Ok when Cotton Candy clouds have been blurred by the events of the day... with pieces of your home floating in your psyche. Your poetry has bits of Einstein’s theory and the strength of Popeye. tenderly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Pat. I always appreciate your thoughts. Lydi**