"Worrier Warrior"

 I'm afraid I borrowed the phrase but I loved the concept from the first time I read it years ago.  It is so right.

Worrier warrior is that which I am

From method to madness and poetry slam

 I worry the details, each thought to explore

I wander amazement from ceiling to floor

Solipsistic endeavors or view to much more

Each syllable wrestled right down to the ground

Each accent is noted, the metrics astound

Never in sight can the drudgery slay

Florescence of light and the will and the way

Well, that's more like it, but I have to stop.  That rush in this old heart.  Color me surprised to be writing poetry, once again.  I really missed it.  I hope it lasts.

Funny thing.  I actually ran across an interview that describes this perfectly.  It aligns with everything I have said all along.  We are twins.  The only difference is gender and it makes all the difference in the world.  From being a worrier warrior to childhood fears to high functioning to seeking clarity to calamity and chaos driving the perspective, it is the same view interpreted by the two genders.  It makes me think of so many rhoems and how right my rhoetic insights (and their later renditions in prose) have always been.  I realize it probably doesn't really change anything in this lifetime but, still, it comforts me.   And ... I go crazy, once again.  It's too bad that the rhoetry is flagging but it also makes sense.