Over the next 5 days I shall be posting a poem from my new book of poems ‘Questioned Christian.’ To buy the e-book for your kindle or as an iBook for £1.99 click on the book cover below:
The Stress Flower
Stress creeps in
Keeps self important close to heart
And begins it’s strangle hold
First constricting my mind
I become self impotent
Fruitless of joy and abandonment
Creativity locked away behind coils of urgent and to do.
The stress creeper looks good
I behold its beautiful flowers and charm
Of business and success
Of reputation and preoccupation of whether I’m known and liked or not
Then the poisonous leaves irritate
The pollen causes an allergy of no-time and routine becomes burdensome and my work and
home irritable and at the forefront for all to notice
Whether they want to see or not
The roots start to establish themselves in the artery of my capabilities and my dance has soon
gone
My song barely audible
It’s energy sapped by the pressure of things
So many things, things on top of things making a pile of stuff
There’s no Saint PA who can vanquish this lot
It’s a mountain
This is not the abundance I was promised
Not the lavishness I signed up to
This is not the follow me in blissful slipstream
This is not me
Get away stress flower
You are not mine to carry
be the light 