Pessimistic
Problem focused
Expecting the worst
Sad countenance
Stubbornly negative
Intimidated and anxious
Morose and melancholy
Intensely doubtful
Scared of the future
Tragic attitude
Imagining disaster
Cynical outlook
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Pessimistic
Problem focused
Expecting the worst
Sad countenance
Stubbornly negative
Intimidated and anxious
Morose and melancholy
Intensely doubtful
Scared of the future
Tragic attitude
Imagining disaster
Cynical outlook
Optimistic
Open eyes to possibilities
Positive attitude
Turning focus upward
Inspired, enthusiastic
More than hopeful
Imagining the best
Sanguine personality
Taking a bright outlook
Intensified expectancy
Cheerful and Confident
Lies
I’m tired of romance stories based on lies.
What one relates as true, the next denies.
The deeper into story, falsehoods grow.
It makes me wonder if they’re ever wise.
And when, at last, the lovers tell their tale.
It certainly appears that they will fail.
Then somehow, they accept each other’s love.
But I am not convinced that all is well.
Tropes
Telling a story
Repeating scenarios
Often switching up
People, places, happenings
Ending nicely
Sometimes
College Dating
My college years sound like a trope,
With cross connections like a rope,
Between some roommates and some
friends.
Yes, it was like a real-life Soap.
From ex and beyond, it extends,
Relating in curios blends.
Roomie liked my ex plus a guy.
The guy liked me and here it tends
To complicate and go awry.
I liked my ex’s roommate, sigh.
Another friend’s ex asked me out.
I dated him, but not sure why.
It grew tangled, without a doubt.
Somehow or other, all worked out.
I got with ex’s roomie, yay.
Roomie got with ex, roundabout.
We had some months to date and play,
But then, time came to go away.
I went to Wyoming to stay.
And met my hubby one fine day.
Keep On Writing
Keep on writing, through thick and thin,
Though you may think you will not win.
When success seems far out of reach,
And you fear, “Those who can’t do, teach,”
Feel wasting time may be a sin.
You’re tired of being so “all in.”
Always taking it on the chin.
You’d rather relax at the beach.
Keep on writing.
Rejection puts you in tailspin.
You need to grow a rhino skin.
All’s possible with God does preach.
He does listen when you beseech.
So please, finish what you begin.
Keep on writing.
World of Possibility
The travel bug
Oh, I had caught it early on.
The travel bug
It started slowly as a slug.
To see the world, I have felt drawn.
Immunity is now long gone.
The travel bug