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NaPoWriMo Day 9 Poem ~~ Once Upon A Time


Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, I had a dream that I lived in
That dream got shattered, left on the curbside of life.

Once upon a time, I listened to others,
Thought they knew more than me what I wanted in life

Once upon a time, I wanted other things,
Material things, inanimate objects ruled my life

Once upon a time, I thought I loved, wanted it
An emotion that was denied me throughout this life

Once upon a time, I lost it all, love, objects, sanity
Everything was turned inside out, including almost losing my life

Once upon a time, I fought back, against all odds
I wouldn’t let go, I wanted to live a life

Once upon a time, my outlook changed, my needs, my wants
I took this second chance to actually turn around what was this life

Once upon a time, I took charge of me, my ideals changed so drastically
What I used to want, I wanted no more to be a part of my new life

Once upon a time, I thought love was lost to me, never to be seen again
But I was wrong, love walked calmly and surely in and made me look again at life

Once upon a time, I never realized how much I missed having someone
My heart was sleeping, now it’s awake and ready for living a life

Once upon a time, is no more, it’s gone like fairy tales of old
I can only smile, laugh, breathe the fresh air of the love of my life

6 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Day 9 Poem ~~ Once Upon A Time

  1. You have used repetition so well in this poem Jackie as a device for revealing the layers within your life. Lovely positive conclusion I wish you well.


  2. I liked this. One I missed earlier. I’m glad you found love. I wonder if I too might finally find love in this lifetime. This poem resonated on many levels. Nice.


    1. I wasn’t looking for love, figured at my age it was pretty much over with. Then bam! He came along and it was a done deal. 🙂 Never give up hope Marlene.


      1. Funny thing Jackie. For 2 years after the split I swore I was done,done, done. Now at year 4, I’m open to possibilities again. The hurt goes away and the nerves are healing. Even the neighbors thought he was nice but keep him away from them. They were locking gates so he couldn’t get in. All in a sweet smiley package. You give me hope.


        1. The hurt does go away and yes the nerves heal. So what? He was a stalker or something?? One day I will have to get the whole story out of you my friend! There is always hope Marlene, always.


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