Caught Up – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

Each evening I begin unwinding myself,
searching out the teasing thread
that will lead to the knots
wrangled tighter each day.
As if I am a set of headphones
snaring pocket lint in my tangled nets
until I’ve frayed too far,
and simply snap.

14 Comments

  1. I know those nights of trying, and for me, often failing to untangle the knots.
    Take care of yourself. Snapping is seldom worth it. 💕

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  2. I’m with you on this one for sure, Carol. I struggled with this prompt, and came to pretty much the same approach. Salute!

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  3. I’m feeling life’s a bit stressful for you right now. Be kind to yourself, and loosen the treads gently.

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