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The Simple Things – #DVersePoetics

When the trainer asks

‘did you forget to breath’

it sounds stupid,

and unfortunately true.

A little like thinking

too much about the doing

so the thoughts twist knots

into your limbs.

The panic welling

in much the same way

as your lungs swelling up

against your rib-cage.

You were sure you were,

then you’re not sure,

suddenly so unsure

you can’t even breath

without counting

each gasp.

In…

out…

in…

in…

out..

out..

In…

In…

In…

Out…

Out…

Out..

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Carol Forrester is a writer trying to be a better one. She’s currently working on a poetry collection 'It's All In The Blood'. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon. More recently her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.

10 Comments

  1. The change in the counting at the end really acted to slow my breathing down. Very effective.

    i forget to breathe all the time. It should be impossible…

  2. Anonymous says

    When my mind is too busy to allow me sleep, suddenly I become aware of my breathing, and find myself performing the same mantra.

  3. Glenn A. Buttkus says

    When insomnia has got a stranglehold on my busy monkey mind, suddenly I am very aware of my breathing and find myself performing the same mantra.

  4. Those simple things, the ones we think of as automatic and coming naturally, are the ones we need to pay attention to. Oh, how familiar are the lines:
    ‘so the thoughts twist knots
    into your limbs.
    ….
    You were sure you were,
    then you’re not sure,
    suddenly so unsure
    you can’t even breath
    without counting
    each gasp.’

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