Changes Changed

The fear and twilight time always seem to catch up to me despite my best efforts.  The changes don't apply too long if the rules keep changing.  How can one keep up?  Fascinating poem, Grace.

There is always that twist you are least ready for and changes that trip you back to where you were. Sometimes life is like playing snakes and ladders. Thanks for reading Crowfly.  

Yes I too find this intreguing 'need me a change of dodging darts. nice even beat

Yes like pitfalls...life is not kind. It makes one a target sometimes.  Thanks for commenting Kexby.

A thought provoking and deep poem... There are two truisms, one I heard a long time ago, the other came to me after a dream relived. "The more things change, the more they stay the same". And then on the 50th anniversary of MLK's "I Have a Dream" speech, I came to realize that the more things don't change, the more they stay the same. There is a law of physics that says that to every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. But in spite of this the reactions never feel equal or opposite, it just feels repetitive, the same "déjà Vu all over again". Like our planet we go around and around and our seasons fool us into believing things will change, yet they never do... jj

You got that spot on Poetryman.  The me a centre... thrive to be better maybe feel more...to grasp more but they are mere illusion for want of a better word. I still see the same everyday scene and feel the same 'lostness'. You are so right...a deja vu repeated again and again...:) thanks for reading.

I really love this poem...I love the subtle nihilism...the "waiting for godot" feel.
Cheers...Harry

hi Harry...thanks for reading. Nihilism is a good muse most time.:)