Stuck

What do you do when being stuck seems to be

A permanent state, a way of life essentially

Every once in a while you get rocked side to side

Sometimes it almost feels like you are ready to glide

Forward- after what seems impossibly long

But then your exuberance proves premature, your intuition wrong

You end up staying exactly where you have been

As your heart aches for adventures unseen..

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I am writing this because I’ve been feeling stuck

In my current position for years, I seem to be out of luck

Despite a worldwide pandemic and personal losses profound

My overall position is unchanged, my life revolves around

The same dyad of home and workplace

The monotony of which I’ve almost embraced

Yet there is a part of me that longs for some thrill

I need something else for my cup to fill

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The only time when unstuck I feel

Is when my innermost thoughts I reveal

In my verses, when I am able to write

A coherent poem, something feels right

Like I am taking a step forward, at least temporarily

I feel my soul gets unstuck momentarily…