Amputated Moon

Plain                                                                 Fits

Rejoice in plainness                                   Where the pieces always match

monotony breeds daydreams               but the shapes can change and morph

use them                                                        dream them

sometimes the unusual                          unpredictable

falls into your lap                                     pick up the piece

turn it around                                            examine its form

place it right in the middle                   see it for what it is

push it flat                                                   and make it fit

Pamela Olson, 3/13/08

This poem was based on the prompt from Two for Tuesdays (plain and/or fits)

Leave your house

lose your pets

sell your stuff

downsize to just

a rented apartment

change in career

(not mine)

choices made

another journey

has begun

children uprooted

new job

lost friends

smaller walls

just numb

Pamela Olson, 3/13/08

This is a memory poem from a move ten years ago written for Three Word Wednesday’s prompt to use the words apartment, began (I used the past tense), and numb.