Five Minute Friday – Page 3 – The Very Cranky Mummy

Mind Games

Five Minute Friday identity Poetry shadow self

April 7, 2017

Not enough.

Whispers communicated through

streaked benchtops

piles of hastily stacked

crockery

Windows dotted with

evidence of living echo

‘clean, erase, perfect’

…

Not enough.

Resting is lazy, dwindling the

minutes as if they were a luxury

‘What did you accomplish today?’

‘Why didn’t you

go there, be that, fix him?’

Furious scrubbing

Drown the messages

in spray and wipe.

…

Not enough.

Hasty reactions, slips of the tongue

Decisions made then regretted

Missed moments, head buried

in distractions

Words that sting, hang

in the air

Desperate attempts to reclaim

swipe hopelessly through their

translucent effigy

…

Enough!

My cracks are my beauty

the flaws – my softening

Moments spent idly

invested in invisible

castles

Chaos – the evidence of

thriving

I will myself to sink

into that shimmering

reality

instead.

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

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A Muted Call

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Surrender

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Evolution

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February 18, 2017

At first it lingers frustration brewing fears sparked Movements that don’t flow, glide, settle Breathing ragged emotions heightened wistful glances to the past … It burns a hole through which a whole can emerge Glances of superiority become flashes of understanding, empathy, relief The pedestal slowly lowering for all the […]

The Current

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If You Lecture And You Know It…

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After the Fall

Five Minute Friday lessons Poetry suffering

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Isolation wraps its insistent tentacles tighter, whispering messages of deception Luring, grating, fiendishly beckoning I follow – blindly stumbling until the mirage vanishes Left in an eerie cave of disappointment Pain flashes, sadness looms Connections weakened and tried Tears don’t come easily Trapped behind the wall of self-discipline, punishment, gloom […]

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