Mike Gentile Poet Free verse

Anxiety

It creeps 
It stalks the mind
A sludge of shaded emotion 
A recipe of apprehension and fear
A menu of worry and concern 
Ready to be served
Anxiety 

It sleeps
It takes its’ time 
A ship at rest on the ocean
A whistle away, always near
Engines always ready to churn
Keeping me unnerved 
Anxiety

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Patricia Leduc January 15, 2018 at 4:43 PM I now have another perspective on it and have learned from your words. Mike Gentile January 16, 2018 at 7:28 AM Thanks so much, Patricia xx00

Darlene De Beaulieu November 22, 2017 at 8:06 PM Yes you have portrayed anxiety very well. A good write my friend. Have a nice evening my friend. Mike Gentile November 23, 2017 at 8:21 AM Thanks Darlene xxoo

Judith S November 8, 2017 at 5:00 AM Now this I understand :) Awesome write Mike! Best, Judy Judith S November 9, 2017 at 2:59 PM Life is good now :) Mike Gentile November 8, 2017 at 8:26 AM Thanks Judy and I'm sorry that you understand if that means that you are experiencing it! It can be overcome xxoo

Jan Allison November 5, 2017 at 5:46 PM you have portrayed anxiety so eloquently Mike :-) hugs Jan xx Mike Gentile November 6, 2017 at 8:09 AM Thanks so much, Jan xxoo

Heidi Sands November 4, 2017 at 12:34 PM I can relate to this Mike. You have written about this so well. Happy Saturday to you :) Mike Gentile November 4, 2017 at 1:33 PM Hi Heidi, thank you and happy Saturday to you as well xxoo