As an English teacher I find poetry the hardest to teach. It is so subjective and there is never a correct answer so often students struggle with meaning and concepts. I have the same problem with what I write. I am never sure where the words come from. I just know they need voicing. Will they resonate? I don’t know but feel free to offer an opinion. I would love it.
Addictive Patterns
Desires circle in the
mind, that void of brainless
thought, never learning until
the ending is confused
and so the starting line
is never crossed.
Days cycling by like
metres and metres of environmental
sameness, never ending until
the beginning is confused
and so the finishing line
is never reached.
Fragile heart now,
Pieces of glass.
Splintered.
Shattered
and thrown in
so many directions that
the home is displaced and
both beginning and ending
have co-inhabited and
there is no place to go.
No beginning – you no longer dare.
No ending – you were never there.
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Alla prossima
Barb