It takes two
for this crime
of no return.
Pray for redemption
when you know
you’re not worthy,
live with the knowledge
you are less
than you should be.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
It takes two
for this crime
of no return.
Pray for redemption
when you know
you’re not worthy,
live with the knowledge
you are less
than you should be.
Reminisce on choices,
defining moments
shaping experiences
and realise you are happy,
proud, content
with who you are.
Even when its hard
its worth it,
you just have to remember it
and know only you
could have walked this path.
You are stronger
than you realise.
Wake up first
and experience the
quiet excitement,
knowing the day is unique
and you witnessed the beginning.
Settle into the special
and greet loved ones,
enjoying being with them
and enjoying being you.
Merry Christmas.
Silent working,
the festive beats dead
when they should be
the loudest.
Hum quietly,
defiantly,
and cling to the excitement
that it’s nearly here.
Conflict the schedule,
flip the sleep
and once it’s done
try to remember what
day it is
and why you should
be excited,
why everyone is here.
(Sorry, this is all I can come up with today.)
Pack and prep,
replace and repeat,
duck grabbing hands,
dodge speeding trolleys.
Survive until it’s time
to clock out.
Seal away to preserve
the freshness,
trick time
to forget its effects.
Reserve a moment
to enjoy later,
when you are ready,
prepared,
able to bask in it.
A nugget of a moment
to reflect,
shed away a coat
of old
that still clings,
leaving itchy skin
and uncertain identity.
Embrace the silky
lining beneath.
Pre-emptive rush
dissolves into
tense waiting
for the chaos to start.
Shuffle as you fill,
twiddle as you label,
praying the day
won’t drag like this
every hour,
others will eventually
emerge from their beds.
Make room for reunions
during a time of stress
and no free moments,
plaster on a smile
for small talk,
updates and scrutiny,
yours and others.
Dance with energy
you don’t have
but come away
feeling serene,
energised,
ready to spread
the joy.