Weekly Poetry & Visuals: No 6
Uncertainty
A collection of recent short poems, written with a heavy heart and a sense of being lost in my thoughts.
Woke up at 2 the nightmare I had started to dissolve into the unfamiliar room Woke up again at 5 by the sun and my internal clock still anxious and uncertain I washed the doubts away Spoke to you - all was well, But somehow, the heaviness in my chest was there to stay Bad dreams still spilling into my doubtful mind
Things we say with caution… I wonder, what’s still unsaid? We live in our heads, no escape. Nurture the family under one roof. So much has changed, we’re figuring out how not to swim in heartache. Somehow, there is still so much love left between us. Learning on the go how to partner in life.
You asked to join my quiet morning. We sat together in the cathedral. I closed my eyes to reconnect and wondered for a moment: What if I could hear your prayers? Feeling lost in my thoughts, I hoped for clarity and growth. It came to me then: release and surrender.
It crossed my mind how much we live in the future ahead of time, attached. Until a sudden shift, a violent thought (I didn’t see it coming), forces us to clean the slate and reimagine. DEE STOPPA