Like an invisible rope
Tugging me to my feet
Pulling, pulling, forever pulling
Sitting down an impossible feat
Sorry kids I am busy
Oh I want to sit down
To smile when you want me
Embrace you and not frown
Endless time close together
Snuggled on the couch
Lost in in your stories
My words kind and not ouch
This system is not working
It is now managing me
Overwhelmed and exhausted
Is not how I want to be.
On the end of the rope
Time management is boss
Pleasing him more important
Than sweet moments now lost.
Ticking the list off
Getting the jobs done
Overriding my wisdom
Keeping me on the run
I obey without question
My time police are in charge
The demands are incessant
And life unnecessarily hard.
Back to my feet
Finding more to achieve
Will I ever do enough?
Will this pull ever leave?
The answer is no
The tasks will never end
You are the answer
Become your own friend
Busy is a choice
And guilt is the mask
The time has now come
To put passion before task
Instead of doing, doing, doing
A slave to the must dos
Claim time as your own
And the rope will release you
Dance in your freedom
Manage time for yourself
Liberated and fluent
In service of self
Make plans that sustain you
Achievements to energise
Embrace your intuition
And feel yourself rise
Are you exhausted by your own time management system?
What one thing can you change to create freedom from your list?
This is your one great life, lead it fabulously.
Such a beautiful poem, Karen, and so true. I’m copying this one into my journal. Thank you.
Oh Linda, I cannot tell you how excited I am to know my words have been copied and preserved in such a special and private place. Thanks enormously.
Awesome words! Need to heed them in my own life. Thanks for taking the time to share them with us.
Stopping by to say hi from Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop!
Brandi, thrilled you stopped by and thanks for your wonderful comment
You have a special power, my friend. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve felt overwhelmed or unproductive or sad or guilty or listless and “BING” a new post of yours appears in my inbox addressing the very feeling I am struggling with! You also have a special gift. A gift for putting together powerful words that gently guide your readers to action. Thank you!
Mo, you too land in my comments right at the time when I wonder if my words have been read and if I should have kept them in my private journal. Thank you for your delicious comment and for appearing right when I need the nudge.
Looking forward to sharing that bottle of wine one day soon.
It’s a date!
Balance between the busy and taking in the present. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to accomplish both, but I think I must LIKE busy to allow it to preoccupy me so much.
Kat I must LIKE busy too, in fact I often do. The problem comes when this little hamster cannot get off the wheel. Thrilled you stopped by.
I think I really need to hear this. Beautiful poetry.
Heather thank you for enjoying my poetic expression