One Thing

The story of who I was, who I am, who I want to be, clash like might titans of ancient myth.

One Thing

The one thing that I do,
that I did,
that I cared about,
I banished,
I abandoned,
forever from my life.

Every time I tried
I would cry
I would incinerate,
never satisfied with
efforts I put forth.

Always too hard,
too harsh,
too critical,
to look past the defect,
to make the needed change.

The story of who I was,
who I am,
who I want to be,
clash like might titans
of ancient myth.

Ann Christine Tabaka
Just Breathe is my seventh book of poetry, which includes two Haiku & Senryu books. This is my first book of all micro-poems. I love the challenge of telling a complete story in as few words as possible like a breath of fresh air.

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