OUR TIMES, THEY ARE A CHANGIN'

THE TIMES, THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'

(A LITTLE INSPIRATION AUGUST CONTEST:
For August, write a poem recounting some change you (or your fictional character) have made/undergone, are making, or are contemplating. You and your muse are also free to reflect upon changes in the world around you. The purpose of this assignment is just to provide a spark to get you writing. Maybe that's a change in itself, eh?)

Our times, they are a changin', and I'm tired of re-arangin'
all the stuff left in our lives; too much mess left in our way!
We have moved in with our sister. to my husband's chi'ldhood bedroom!
We share our room with five cats; no known way to sleep in peace!
My day's mainly too unstructured--I am looking for a purpose!
I know all I do is WRITE, for the first time in my life.
My life's pathway is a new one, a totally unknown fun,
and I don't know where I'm headed, after all!
This makes my muse so frightened--she pretends to be enlightened
but the changes won't quit coming, when she calls!
I will suck it up and accept all the changes that I have kept
bottled up inside me as I head forward to the walll!