to hang up my hang-ups
my why-am-i-heres, not-good-enoughs,
not-determined-enoughs and why
would the world need more dreamers
we talk and you keep asking, but
could you get a job with that? how
many ways to sell my heart, make it more
marketable? i’m hanging up your doubts
alongside mine and hope
i will be less inclined to explode
if i pin on this belief: here is also a way
of being content
Inspired by Hafiz, “A Coat Rack,” translated by Daniel Ladinsky
Graceful Press Poetry 
I’ve often wanted to have that job. Could I be a professional dreamer?
(I have Kermit the Frog singing “Rainbow Connection” now. 🙂
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What a wonderful collage! Yes, I’ll take that job as well. (K)
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Ditto. Me too. The poem is exactly on target.
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I’d take it too, as long as somebody was still paying the bills.
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Nice job. Love how winding this is, and what you have done to that pine branch (I think that is what it is)!! If it could be just that simple to hang up our hang ups on a coat rack. Gotta love Hafiz for putting odd ideas in our head and then letting them wander through our poems to get worked out and renewed. 🙂
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I thought the tree was prickly enough to do the job. 🙂 Yes, I’m loving where Hafiz is taking me. And it is interesting how we pick up on different things, depending on where the head is at the moment.
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right there. ~
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