Dawning Creations

Unbridled anger, navigating through
the dismembered hoops,
anonymous in my giving.

Granting healing,
then returning it to the dealer.
Growing pains
are stark as I stumble.

I’m humbled,
standing on three legs.
My fourth one
crashing down,
like waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Unbridled joy,
steering this sinking pool,
piling bricks,
stacking my aspirations
until I’m ready to make them a reality