Stars Or Red Wine? Poem by Dani Miller

It is so scary when you dont know
What to do or where to go.
You get confused in everything
You do and the simplest task
Can get you frustrated
[or very angry]
Writing something down gets to
complicated.
So you stand there wondering:
'Should I pick up the pen or paper
first? Or maybe the pencil...'
Simplicity
Is one thing now gone.

And you can't complete
Your task because your mind
Is on something else
[But you don't know what]
Which brings me to tell you about
This:

The Stars or Red Wine?
Which is more tempting &
Which is better for me?

I have not see the Stars that much
But I would really love to.
Yet the Red Wine is there, waiting.
And it is so tempting yet the Stars
I can hear calling out to me:
'Wait. We are here, please just wait.'

There is one quality that I do not have
Yet I need this quality deeply in order
To reach out to the Stars.
And I have to get that quality in order
To make it through this with the Stars.
Maybe if I just had a little help from
The Red Wine.
No what am I thinking? If I run to the
Red Wine every time I need help I would
Drift away from the Stars.
If only I had that quality//patience.

I need a quality for Red Wine though:
To have an open mind (to all the options) .
But its all been so simple until now.
There has only been one option,
an option that I liked; an option that
Needed me as much as I needed it.
But now the tables are turned and that
Option is no longer alone.
I am so confused! And I hope that by writing
This doesnt jepordize my options
At hand.

^^There she is. You wanted to read it.
She stopped writing because now
She is curled up in the floor and doesnt know
((What to do)) .

All because the Stars and Red Wine seemed

To complicated, when in her heart she knows

What she wants but fears what it will do to her.



So on the floor she lays,
One quality temporarily gone: Understanding [me].
Okay It looks as if I should head back to her now
Before confusion molds her into something she hates
Again.

Okay in case you weren't sure, the stars and red wine are metaphors. Im not actually deciding on stars or alchohol here.

Written October 14th,2007