Hi there! Apologies for the lack of posts over the last couple of days, I have been both busy and tired, and didn’t quite manage to get round to writing. I am also sad to announce that I am going away camping for a week, starting tomorrow, and it is unlikely that I will have either the internet or the time to post. However, here’s one last poem before then for you to enjoy, and I’ll hopefully be back to posting daily after that.
Take a long time to say, beginning
Like an echo on the edge of a thought, a feeling
In your gut, knowing
That you have something to say but you’re not sure
And then it takes some time to
Gain a shape, growing and changing
As your heart
Waxes and wanes, a metamorphosis
From idea to concept
That happens as gradually
As a germinating seed beginning to crack
Beneath the soil.
And then, when
You know what it is that’s been waiting
On the tip of your tongue,
You have to make it presentable, and that
Can take a long,
Long time, mixing words in the bowl of your brain
And hoping for something recognisable
At the end; and then, lastly,
You have to wait, with the words in your mouth
Aching to be said, trembling
On your lips like an unanswered kiss,
Pounding your heart
A hundred times a minute,
Tasted every second, tongue trying to work out whether
It’s the right time for them to be uttered forth
Upon the world.
You want to shout them from the rooftops,
Write them in the stars,
In the only ear
That’s meant to hear them.
And so your heart is a pocket watch, counting time
When you let loose what you have always known, but never
Had the courage to say.