Robin - The Fisher-girl

Author’s Note: "Joy and satisfaction being far greater in the non-achiever" did not exist in my neighborhood. In fact, the title of my book (originally Misfits and Moguls,) was Under-Achievements In Forest Hills. In my family, we were expected to achieve, produce, create... I was always falling short.

CREATIVE ACHIEVEMENTS

You can call it what you will
Not everyone can climb a hill
Or tunnel to the other side
some are weighted down and slide.

Some tap into energy
There are those who won't agree
It's the journey... not the place!
Puzzled look a upon their face

That's OK – they are allowed
One man's cape – another's shroud
Sometimes there are those who follow
Other times – my words sound hollow

Joy in what was not achieved?
Sorry Friend, it leaves me peeved
I'm the type who's got to try
If I can't – I must know why

I seek to listen, love, and learn
From time to time when it's my turn
I seek to do what just feels good
Sometimes make it understood

I seek to taste, to see, to feel
I seek to share; to smell what's real
I wait to hear a word from you
I have more fun when there are two

In the end, this much is true
It is but my point of view
And still, I feel my heart ignite
When someone says, "I think she's right!"

Co-create or go it solo
Sometimes it is just a No-go
I come up against a wall
I can't knock down or climb at all

Experience curtails my wrath
Somewhere there's another path
Rivers come from many streams
I have had all sorts of dreams

Some come true and some do not
Some of course, I plain forgot
Those that linger in my mind
I refuse to leave behind (3am – sit and rewind)

Take them with me, write them down
Never know what will be found
Never know what will be lost
or why we need, what we've just tossed? (alternate line... or when we'll need at?)

Some create and some destroy
Contrast offers pain to joy
Guess which one I've learned to pick
No – this question's not a trick

I pick joy – just to be clear
Until I'm no longer here
My writing I will leave behind
I have plans to bring my mind

And my soul and my aorta
Hopefully I can tread water
and go with the River's flow
This is my truth – Yes, this I know

Robin - In Daddy's Office