Upended
A Poem
Some days I feel so upended as if someone kicked my legs out and left me to wallow in a puddle
A puddle with a reflection of me, equally upside down, confused as to which way is up and which is down
Upended, like my life in my head because of all the starts and stops and holds and yellow lights
Stuck on pause and extremely wobbly, it’s no wonder I ended up like this Once tall, now small, feet over head
Slide tackled while walking briskly and now my legs ache and my head spins only to realize I haven’t even moved
We have been upended by circumstance and now we have to pick ourselves up and stand tall again, in cautious defiance
© Jonathan Greene 2020
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