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,

hammering feet.

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.

These days,

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 caroljforrester@hotmail.com

More information on this event can be found here.

Tomorrow I’ll be posting a page for the schedule of poets.