Choosing Life

Choosing Life

Though choosing life means pain

I choose to live,

I eat, and in devouring life

I change,

I dream I read my life

through the sun,

But the muse writes through the sun

to cloud my life,

But I read through the pages torn

with broken type,

And I dream though the paragraphs

are blurred,

And as I read, I re-invent 

the plot,

And as I re-invent the plot 

I find,

That life is nothing more or less than 

what I feel,

And my dreams and me 

are changed by

what is real.

© DiAnne Ebejer

a poem I wrote when I was younger….


About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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