In the Midst…

Five Minute Friday Poetry

It’s messy in the middle.

Toys strewn, boxes scattered of 

their innards, doors opening

then easing shut.

I take a breath, letting it out

slowly.

…

I look down at my

ever expanding middle –

watching the tiny shark fin

track its way

beneath the surface. 

I take a breath, letting it out

expectantly.

…

Conversations stop in the 

middle.

Trails of thought skip and leap,

caught between desires

at the same time. 

I take a breath, letting it out

wistfully.

…

Perhaps this perpetual motion

finds us at our most real –

whispering of the secret 

buried in plain sight.

For even our beginnings were 

first revealed 

in the sharp inhalation 

of delight. 

This post is part of the Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Each Friday I join with this talented group of writers, free writing for five minutes in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘middle’. 

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