Standing in the doorway,
Unable to decide what to do.
Do I stay in my safe confines,
Or should I try something new?
I want to hug the familiar spaces,
Alone with only my thoughts.
The outside world does intrigue me,
But its pull on me I have fought.
Yet, I think of the places I could go,
And new experiences I could savor.
I want to see the fjords of Norway,
Just thinking of Oslo makes me quaver.
Or walking on the moors in England,
Or drinking a half bitter at a local pub.
In fact, I could wander all over the world,
Living in Atlanta, a major travel hub.
So, I need to really make up my mind,
Will I seek adventures or at home I stay?
I have to make the choice someday real soon,
For life is passing me by a little every day.
Written for OctPoWriMo 2019, Day Five, with the prompt Doorway. Write 31 poems in 31 days.
I like the back-and-forth pull of this poem.
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