It's still today...
still today, the list is quiet
Posters are generally not in the mood
think, as I check once again,
again to be sure.
still today but my mind is not quiet
restlessness evident in the repeated checks
received; or not, I find
the process zips through and there's none,
a new message and stare at the white;
there must be SOMETHING interesting to write!
I can find some way to tell you about my day
can't seem to tame the thoughts in a logical way.
night now and the house is quiet
days' tasks have come to an end
children's energy has too
still; well, mostly still
exhausted but not finished yet.
raining outside and the street is quiet
fire-engine sirens with nerve-rending squealing
running, sighing, gasping
disbelief; It happened so fast, the fire
all that's left is left wet.
say it all started in the workshop behind
no-one was home but the dog; left to mind
fire fed on much wood, paint and glue
my neighbours' house is gone too.
time, a deliberate rhyme. Ditto.
town is dark now, my mind still not quiet
Everyone has had a terrible week
Downloaded on me some, too much for one day
think, my nerves are all tense
I need rest.
is not settled, my thoughts are not quiet
distraction from the distractions
day, that have unsettled my thinking so
closure through exposure to new news
that is best?
ends with thoughts unresolved, incompleted
attempts to seek closure and rest were defeated
silence around, from the list and from all
sombre grey clouds as the drops softly fall.
going to bed, to clear my head. I hope.
Rochelle Rober - February