Sunday 18 November 2018

A Poem a Day (84): Splinter

Here's a poem I wrote for JD Mader's 2minutesgo website on October 27. It’s a great place to go and write whatever is in your head, and read what others are writing in the group, and give/get feedback. It happens every weekend. Cheers.



Splinter

Splinter. Forage. Judder. Acknowledge.
It has been and it will be, it has passed and
You were last. I am the time ticking, the
Yellow yolk trickling, and this is the word
I wish to tell you: take. Choose this, choose
That, breathe in, breathe out. Jump when
You could stalk away. Swim when you could
Dip your toes. Embrace the roar. Sink or
Drown, will you care? Stand where you are,
The world will turn on, ignorant of your idle
Presence, insisting you carry it on alone. I am
The kick in your butt. Wake up! Smell the fish
Smoking. The burn won’t wait. Steal it. Wrap it
In paper and keep it close. These bones will shake,
Creak and croak. But you won’t know unless you
Leap.

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, October 27, 2018

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