Ambition seems overrated
at this time of life,
effort seems more like strife.
In my youth I was motivated
by a hungry desire
that consumed me like a fire.
 
I have lost a certain drive,
there is no doubt, I can survive.
It matters not if I
become a “has been,”
burned up and scattered
upon the shifting wind,
out into the blue space
that holds the earth
and all that’s in it.

(2014)

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J Ann Crowder
over 4 years

nicely done!

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 4 years

Thanks Jenifer for reading and the compliment.

Ingeborg von Finsterwalde/Waltraud I Mack
over 4 years

That Blue Space holds Barb Clarke a great writer and therefor is very special. Well done ...

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
over 4 years

Thanks Ingeborg for your encouragement and compliment.

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