lazy
i call myself lazy
she says i get it from her
i protest "but you're conscientious!"
she says "that's just busyness".
busy
yes it's easy to be busy
cooking, cleaning, blogging, walking puppy
busyness falls onto you
as readily as procrastination
procrastination
he says "why don't you stop volunteering at the school?
then you could write in that time"
i object "I only just started. I would be letting them down."
and other significant excuses.
excuses
they are the bucket-load that i carry around
weighty with waiting
perhaps the chooks will eat them
if i sprinkle them like cracked corn
cracked corn
that's my self esteem
when i see other people doing it
just doing what they planned
instead of making excuses why they can't.
You’re not lazy but I love the image of sprinkling the excuses in the ground for the chickens and cracked corn self esteem. Sometimes your self esteem is puffed up like popcorn and other days it’s the small hard kernels at the bottom of the barrel 😔
This is a spot on description of busyness and excuses!
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You’re not lazy but I love the image of sprinkling the excuses in the ground for the chickens and cracked corn self esteem. Sometimes your self esteem is puffed up like popcorn and other days it’s the small hard kernels at the bottom of the barrel 😔
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terrific poem: I really like the structure of this: I’ve not read a poem quite like this before
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Thanks! It’s funny how sometimes things just grow naturally. And other times you try for a tree and get a barbed wire tangle.
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ohhh, that is precious: did you just think that up? that’s going in my notebook too 🙂
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