Constant
As I wash, spray and cut
My mind is a flutter: A road map; turning left, then right
In spite of my efforts to slow the engine down.
As I chomp, crunch and swallow
More thoughts follow: Look at me, no me
Got to do this; got to do that
I take a deep breath; in hope of a space: Checking
My heart for rhythm and pace.
I hear something buzzing and fear sets in: Did I check my
Hob? Has my washing finished it’s spin?
Seeking the child within; when play time was fun;
No need for lists: Just begin and begin
Living each day, etching and etching
This mind of mind is slowly recollecting and finding
It’s way.
Bellinda Johnston - All poems are copyright of the original author
By Belinda Johnston
Jeff Dawson
Tue 16th Sep 2008 17:25
Hi Belinda, hope you're okay over there!
I like this, it sounds like your mind is still stuck in the rat race of japan, well thats how it came over to me, great stuff!
Just one thing, I thought the line 'Got to do this and that' would sound better with the meaning and rhythm of the poem if it was 'Got to do this, got to do that' - see what you think, to alter login, click edit on your poem, amend it and then update entry.
Hope that helps, I've added a deep one today! hope you like it, let me know, take care Jeff X