Again today has been a busy day. More birthday parties and social gatherings. I actually wrote this poem whilst sat beside a bouncy castle and a fully grown Imperial Stormtrooper! It may not be my finest work, but I’m still completing the Napowrimo challenge.
Day 15 of Napowrimo
Write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something. The poem could be about being on a journey and stopping for a break, or the gap between something half-done and all-done. Half a loaf is supposedly better than none, but what’s the difference between half of a very large loaf and all of a very small one? Let your mind wander into the middle distance, betwixt the beginning of things and the end. Hopefully, you will find some poetry there!
The Uncomfortable Middle
Too far from the shore to swim back.
Destination still out of reach.
The initial energy that pumped
through your veins has faded away.
Success and glory is yet unknown.
The middle is where we stretch and grow.
Dig deep and persevere.
Cultivate a belief in your abilities,
your unlimited potential.
Aching limbs, heavy muscles, heavy hearts.
Tired, we must pull ourselves up.
Clarity has left us.
Confused, muddled, blurred.
Search your mind. Search your heart.
Seek out that elusive vision.
In stillness, listen for the quiet,
muffled voice amongst the turmoil
struggling to be heard. A whisper,
buried deep within, pleads “Try again.”
Find the glowing ember and fan
the flames with courage. Let desire burn.
Allow hope to shine through. Stand tall.
Try, try, try.