Before Sleep Comes
Those nights in bed,
spine bent tight against the arch
of every thought using my brain
as a stage for their dancing,
I can still feel my gut clench,
against every memory
where I said something stupid,
or didn’t quite manage
to find the right words in time.
I have managed to learn
how to keep my spine straight,
and give the memories
at little less room to parade.
At night I remind myself,
I did the best I could.
I didn’t know if I was going to use the prompt for today’s post as it’s rare that I find a topic I won’t write about at least once. Poetry is one of the few outlets that I find I have no fear. However, in the rest of the life it’s not quite the same. I worry over pretty much everything and it’s taken time for me to work out that most of my worrying is useless and I have to take things as they come a little bit more.
In other news we now have five wonderful poets lined up for the guest posts starting on Monday!
Monday 11th April – Tina Raja
Tuesday 12th April – Anna Ghislena
Wednesday 13th April – Chloe Westphal
Thursday 14th April – Varsharmada
Firday 15th April – Chandri Asnani
That still leaves plenty of space in April for other poets so if you want to get involved make sure you email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
More information on this event can be found here.
Tomorrow I’ll be posting a page for the schedule of poets.