“Maps tell stories…make today’s poem about a space you inhabit (or wish to. Or would rather avoid).” —Writing 201: Poetry
What’s the Point?
Imagine that you are alone in an Art gallery,
a solitary painting hangs on the wall.
Stark white and eight feet square,
what is this artist trying to say?
You concentrate on the white paint
and memories slowly return.
through a clear night sky.
and Easter finery.
Your mind is focused,
meandering through the years—
charting a path of pleasant events.
Tears of joy cause your eyes to blink
and when you re-open them
all is changed.
The painting is altered.
An orange dot is in
in the center of the canvas.
No larger than a drop of blood,
its very presence dominates your attention.
Gone are the happy thoughts,
no more visions of glaring sand on pristine beaches.
Recent thoughts of days past
are more distant,
Did they really happen the way that you remember,
or did you remember the way you wished they could be?
In this journey through life
we make use of many maps.
Some guide us to our destinations,
while others help us cross an emotional plane.
Whether the map is literal or figurative,
what matters is where we place our focus.
Can we look at the overall picture
and enjoy the pleasant moments in life?
Or do we condemn ourselves to focus on the negatives,
the orange dots, scattered across the maps of our lives?