A bit of poetry

Hi out there in blogdom. This is my first attempt at putting together my own blog site. My brother has helped me with a website for years. You can find it at http://www.chericrane.com/ when it's up and functioning. At the moment we're experiencing technical difficulties that my brother is hoping to resolve in the near future. So it if doesn't pull up, try again later.

Since I started out writing poetry, I thought I would begin by sharing a short one of those. I tend to write all kinds of poetry---differing styles---moods, etc. This one is entitled: The Quandary. As I recall, my inspiration was hitting a cement post at the local bank with a car door, inflicting a bit of damage. Certain my husband would not be amused, I drew up my last will and testament and attached it to the wounded car. It worked---my husband laughed instead of erupting.

The Quandary

The day was long, the hour grim---

Fate had decided to enjoy a whim.

It was my choice how to react---

Throw myself, or remain intact.

Let temper rule, or use control---

What would be my chosen role?

Tears longed to come, and yet it seemed,

A hidden mirth within me beamed.

To laugh or cry, which would it be,

As disaster loomed, surrounding me?

With a defiant twinkle in my eye,

I laughed out loud, then began to cry.

Cheri J. Crane