Discontent
This is the year
Of my discontent.
Just what
Has that phrase meant?
Am I not contented
With my existence?
Have I chosen the road
Of least resistance?
I don't think this word
Applies to me
Although I've used it
In this potpourri
I try to face dilemmas head-on
Try to resolve issues that press.
Still, sometimes I'm at odds,
Stymied in distress.
Awww, there's the rub,
There's the discontent.
I'm beginning to understand
Just what the phrase meant.
Potpourri of poetry
Discontent
By Mariannajo
© 2010 Mariannajo
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