Feeling apart from the action and always looking on; wanting attention, and yet afraid of being noticed; no doubt these are familiar memories to most of us. ~ Casey, Karen. Each Day a New Beginning: Daily Meditations for Women. Hazelden Publishing. Kindle Edition.
This rings true for me. How about you?
Everybody knows everyone else
and I’m outside looking in.
I want to participate but I’ve not been invited…
why can’t I just invite myself?
Other people do. Why doesn’t anyone invite me?
Don’t look at me, just leave me alone…
It’s like a poem about horses I wrote years ago…
Apart.
Alone.
New pony in the paddock.
Bannockburn grazes, gazes,
gauges access to the trough….
Gaelic ground shudders, shivers, settles
with winded horses gathered at the trough.
Bannockburn grazes, a part.
Everybody knows everyone else
and I’m outside looking in.
I want to participate but I’ve not been invited…
why can’t I just invite myself?
Other people do. Why doesn’t anyone invite me?
Don’t look at me, just leave me alone…
It’s like a poem about horses I wrote years ago…
Apart.
Alone.
New pony in the paddock.
Bannockburn grazes, gazes,
gauges access to the trough….
Gaelic ground shudders, shivers, settles
with winded horses gathered at the trough.
Bannockburn grazes, a part.
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