A Poem A Day 1.

Wanting

(An ode to online dating)

The Buddhists say

pain stems from desire.

But I can’t help

wanting.

It’s not that I’m

materialistic

I just want things

to work out ok

I want a life

that’s satisfying

And I just want

to be loved.

Admired, maybe,

for my long-limbed beauty

In spite of greys,

wrinkles, and imperfect teeth.

But seen for who

I am, not objectified.

Can’t you tell? I’m

caring and clever.

A life lived in

this skin has made me

Wise, sometimes,

and real. So very real.

I posted this

on a profile, online.

So they could see

the treasure in me

That all these years

and this life have made

But when I try

to measure up, to them

Nothing fits and

I am found

Wanting.





Kerry Miller