Friday, April 20, 2012

My Life





My life is my dreams
My joys and my mind -
Mine as a coin to trade, I find,
For pleasure - fulfillment - meaning.


My life is my hoard
My hope and my wealth -
Mine to give my youth and my health
For pleasure - fulfillment - meaning.




My life is smothered
By such a clutch -
Too starved and too crushed to yield me much
Of pleasure - fulfillment - meaning.


My life is God's
To break and pour
On thirsty ground, and yield back more
Of pleasure - fulfillment - meaning.


My life is His
And here I find,
The keenest pain, the deepest kind
Of pleasure - fulfillment - meaning.


Claire Meyer

4 comments:

Michael Dave said...

Nice poem! Nice life.

Annie Dennis Eskridge said...

This is a blessing.

LRoses said...

Your blog is so beautiful!

Pamela Gross said...


Your poem was quite nice.
I too like to write poetry
along with some short stories.
Thanks for sharing.