Evelyn Klebert

Stuck in a moment

so anxious to move on

all that can be seen are the vistas ahead.

Trying to stride forward

but feet seem weighted

reluctant to begin.

Perhaps one last look around

may just be in order.

One more deep breath of the air,

one last survey of the landscape,

trying to soak up

what was learned here.

The memories flood over

thick and heavy

with lucidity –

a place of trial, a place of joy,

a place of dissembling and rebuilding.

One more deep breath and the anxiousness leaves,

soon enough it will all be memory

So perhaps it’s best to not  be so quick

and to make sure the essence of what’s important

makes the journey as well.

© 2011 Evelyn Klebert

Am I not quite what you expect me to be?
Do I seem far afield
from what you anticipate?
Has my silence suggested
that we are in agreement?
And is it a jolt
to find that we are not?
Have I amiably allowed
you to believe what you wish?
Or have you simply done so
not interested in asking?
If I seem different
than you have consigned me to be
perhaps you should have taken the time
to look closer.

© 2011 Evelyn Klebert