Life's Odyssey

I'm sorta having a life-is-but-a-dream moment picking the last gr.12 grad photos

Sorta like a dream sometimes, these moments turned to fact

Sorta like a clock that chimes Time’s disappearing act

Sorta like a love song strummed on strings of subtlety

Sorta like a mural hung where only thought can see

Sorta like a blur of summer-autumn-winter-spring

Sorta like an upward spark; this strange and one-time Thing

Sorta like a puppy learning lessons more than once

Sorta like a locket, dear, that smiles and tears ensconce

Sorta like a tug-of-war twixt hold and letting go

Sorta like a drink we pour; a mix of wonder-woe

Sorta like a poem pressed on pages of thin air

Sorta like a pilot’s first run, testing wings of prayer

Sorta like a journey on a gurney made of sod

Sorta like a leap of faith; life’s odyssey to God

© Janet Martin