by Caroline Whalley
Sweep legs, to the edge of the bed Lose the warmth take a breath, Stand still, collect and feel the Shells of dreams slip away It begins again that different day Several deep reassuring breaths Great energy and power of life, Break from remnants of the little death. Teeth to clean, these days the gums Need much more care as do the lungs Into the shower, what to choose? Neals Yard for feel good or no frills? Oils to pamper smeared on skin that keeps me whole and well tucked in. Towel dry, now check the sky.
Day 3, of what will be a ‘one a day’ poem. By the end of April 2021, 30 poems will create a series written throughout the month of April 2021. Each poem covers a fragment, a snippet taken consecutively throughout a day