I’m always listening for some
distance call-from whom, or
what I can’t say. Maybe it’s
something that resides inside
me, a parasite of endless yearning
This restless, relentless
longing, trying to form a
melody. Rooted in loneliness,
trying to find the chords of
love. Perhaps, it’s grief, regret,
the futile quest for perfection.
The fear of my own mind and
heart. The knots of my emotions
tangled. All I can do is listen. I
try to decipher the notes.
The ego always tagging along.
Desperate for something I
can’t define. Sitting in the
stillness. I try to name a
tune that never quieten. I
hear it all day and in the
darkness. It goes on.
The insistent lyrical I,
the perplexed me.
and a song, I can’t begin
to learn.
-Tosha Michelle
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Oh my god. How could I forget about this song? Thanks for the reminder. Perfect.
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Your words evoked the same feeling in my as does that song. (high praise.)
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Jason, very cool. Thank you.
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My gosh, I cannot begin to adequately express the love and awe I feel for your words. You never cease to amaze me! ((((Hugs))))
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Dustin, thank you. By the way, I haven’t forgotten about The Lovely Blog Award. I hope to post about it this week. xo
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You are welcome. Ahh, really? I feel honored that you’ve chosen to write about my nomination to you.:)
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I’m happy to do it. It was sweet of you to think of me
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Wonderfully expressed in words and song choice, Tosha. Love.
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Thanks š
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You’re welcome.
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“the futile quest for perfection”…..brilliant! I gave up that quest several years ago and embraced an “imperfect” yet much more authentic me….I felt like an imposter trying to be something I am not…PERFECT….
I wish the youth today (most especially my own!) would understand that it is OK to be flawed in every way (physically, mentally, etc). It is part of what makes this journey so worthwhile…always accepting that we can evolve and change and don’t have to be bathed in perfectionism all the time…gosh, I wish I would have known this truth when I was younger š
Again, such a great poem…you are such a pleasure to read !
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Thank you for your articulate comment. It is a lesson I wish I had learned back when, too. The years teach us or they should. I’m starting to think that’s not the case for everyone. Some people stay stagnant. ..to grow is to live..our flaws and imperfections are great training tools. I used to hide behind the guise of perfection, too. People saw right through it of course. Nowadays, I try to embrace the imperfections. I still find myself caring way too much about what others think. That is still very much a work in progress.
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Very nice, Tosha. The “insistent lyrical I” — just one of many lovely lyrical lines here. Hope you’re having a good Monday … and feeling so much better. š
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Thanks. I’m all better. Monday is going well. Going out tonight. I’m looking forward to that. I hope you’re having a good one
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Hey, enjoy your evening out! Sounds like fun, š Monday is going along here as well, š
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As always l look forward to Tosha’s writing…. However my love, I think in this case, it is the Virgo in you. Written so beautifully, with such clarity, and truth…. love it…
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Diane, thanks. Much love
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Searching for perfection and the ego tagging along resonates with me. Two of the largest impediments in my life to finding happiness.
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Let me know if you figure out how to shut those bastards down. š
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