Embrace the tremor in your hands
The deep dark pit of doubt-
It turns your stomach into jelly
The warmth rushing to your chest
Ache waiting at your dry throat
Breath escaping, you fight to inhale
Fear: let yourself feel it in all its entirety
This moment won’t come back again.
Today, I’ve just gone with a simple 8-line free verse poem. Feels good to be unconstrained at times.
I want to share with you all the news that this humble blog of mine has received its 100th like today! I thank each of you that have taken the time to read my poems, I will also return the favour, I promise!