Ruby Slippers

A New Poem

Actually, the poem has been sitting on my desktop for quite a while. I think I haven’t posted it because it feels self-pitying, maybe even childish and petulant, which are never very attractive attributes. But honestly, some days do feel like that. Since I drew the SoulCollage® card that goes with the poem this morning, I thought that maybe that was a sign to let it go.

Mercury retrograde is coming to an end today, so let’s move on.

Where are my ruby slippers?
I know they're around here somewhere.
I find myself mired in
a morose and bitter mood, 
and I can't remember 
where I stashed them.
All I know is, my heart aches 
with this longing to be home.
My night dreams find me lost,
unable to even get through 
to anyone on the phone.
I do keep going, but 
I never seem to arrive
at my destination.
Stuck in this predicament,
I am at a loss about 
how to proceed, 
as hurt and confused
as a lonely child.
I am certain that there is
relief out there somewhere,
a mother or a lover
just waiting for my return.
Where are my ruby slippers?
  

Ruby Slippers SoulCollage® card