Slipping behind again with my blogs again. Where does the time go🤔 When I first started my blogs up, the plan was to post a few times a week. So much for plans🙄 I’d have been better off doing a diary (as I write in that every day.
Anyway… here’s a short poem I wrote the other day when I was thinking about some matters I haven’t completely dealt with. I get them out so often, puzzle about them, decide they’re too painful or difficult to deal with – and back they go, safely under lock and key. This is a way of ‘dealing’ with em. The new shelving🙄
Elastoplast for the Past
Feeling
Healing
quick fix hack.
Abrupt
Clean up
the latest bombast
Drummed up
Dumbed up
Paper the crack
Stickily
Wickedly
Leaving it’s mark
Snapped shut
Wrapped up
Sent back to the dark.
© Lynda M Roberts
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