The Middle Years
These are the middle years:
Rainbow hopes flutter,
Ephemeral butterflies
Pursued by clutching doubt.
Indecision rakes cruel claw
Across wing of confidence.
Imagination ensnared
In filmy web:
Reality’s spider.
Childlike wonder
Flees with childish body
From swooping maturity.
Responsibility
Challenges with
Frightening shriek
Then suddenly falls mute,
Content to let shadow fall
Upon youth
hidden in a flower.