Writing My Life Like a Poem

I am tired

I need to come down

After too long being wired

Being on and in charge of all the things

The whole circus and all of its rings

And inside my heart sings

I feel my wings wanting to fly

Craving more freedom

Wanting the sky

And yet I need sleep

Dreams and the deep sea

To dive into the nothingness

And the everything

Wide awake

Ready for life’s adventures and advances

Dances with steps and without

Stairways spiraling up, up and away

Hey! Hey!

And May is the month of beginnings and ends

The road is straight and then it bends

And the why and the how and the what

And some things are just a pain in the butt

I am not in a rut

I am high in a hut

Looking down at my life

As mother and wife

As artist and dreamer

Writing my life like a poem

One line

At a time

-Melissa Renzi

Amherst, MA

June 22, 2021