I don’t usually post my poetry here, mostly because somehow in my brain the poetry isn’t related to the rest of me…
It is National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) for poetry month (April)
I don’t usually struggle with poetry writing. Usually it frees my mind and my heart. This morning, not so much… today I struggle. Today, the poem seems to be a good cross post…
Oh the full moon
this morning with the clouds
has a beautiful face
Where is the prednisone
why in the hell
did they put a childproof lid
on my freaking prednisone
Oh the coffee
smells heavenly
the creamy goodness is incredible
well hell
Broke another mug
shit I should have known it was too heavy
I guess it’s a plastic cup
kind of day
Oh thank you Kitty love
I love the way
your purrs make me smile
No don’t
not there
oh please
no no no
Sorry I scared you…
Didn’t mean to scream
Oh the peace of the morning
Sitting in the peaceful fog
windchimes sing
What, the oxy has childproof too
and even the dog’s tramadol
Someone get this knife
out of my shoulder
or get me a hammer
too much to do
got to get through
Attitude determines altitude
I can do this
I have to do this
I have to do this
I won’t puke
Find the center breathe
I think I can
I think I can
sigh
Author: April Wells
Updated April 7, 2015
A Figment Of Fitness 