Navel Gazing Poem by D Loveday Morris

Navel Gazing

With a view so free range,
Isn't it more that a tad bit strange;
To be fixated, stuck, only atthat point in the middle of the waist?
What a deeply hollow and desolate space?
See the curve in browlines and smirks some try to hide?
Priding themselves on having an appetite rather wide;
Yet the Bible does say pride goes before a fall;
And navel gazing may not be that bad at all

Navel gazing is more than self absorption,
And like so many other things, before assumption;
Trip to a place of introspection-see an art form;
Without which many would self harm
It's a place to securely store the thoughts;
When others attack with poisonous darts;
It helps many people to relax;
Bodies rebuild and stabilize after a shock

Yet for some it's like being at an art gallery;
Navel gazing, what a mystery for psychology!
They admire the many shapes and sizes;
Rounds, slits deep and to keep then is wize,
They have a big heart and expanding family;
A protrusion is given to extroverted personality
Thin long slits aren't quiet but are a big hit
If you want trust and love, dont trick the horizontal slits

Naval gazing can be like Halloween-
Where you meet the lovable drama queens
Like those in the oval office, they crack easily;
Off centered are funny with a swinging personality
Some sweet and kind to the indigent
So navel gazing, isn't just for the self indulgent
Many a naval gazer end up on the cover of Vogue
And others are merely loveable rogues

Some gaze because its quite instinctive
An accent to a curvaceous waistline is so attractive
While others deep in contemplation
Redirect thoughts in meditation
Simply admiring the work of one divine
A sacred space bonding mothers, love and bloodline
Navel gazing can be etheral; an idiom or place with a pictorial view
And may bring in the best or get the worst out of you.

D. Loveday Morris

An Extract from the Diary of a Jamaican Critical Care Nurse Living and Working in the UK