Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Leaving Home

leaving home

tell tales of courage
hope and faith my
mind will not hold these
sliding thoughts tonight.

tonight I am afraid
it has been growing
 in my gut all day
 tying myriad knots
like a crazed boy scout.

I am afraid with no surcease
it is paralyzing me 
binding me into the woman
I do not know.

write, write, 
scribble her out
it is my only way of 
battle, expose the witch. 

fear is corrosive 
and scuttles through 
my night  an alien
awaiting me tomorrow.

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Jack Ellison September 21, 2017 at 5:55 AM Be strong my love! Life can be a real challenge at tells but YOU ARE STRONG! I am with you... I need you! Love, Jack xxx

Darren White September 20, 2017 at 2:42 PM I understand you Patricia. Write as much as you like. Find your own way of dealing with your life We will read :)

Jannie Breedt September 20, 2017 at 1:49 PM Is this about moving on? It must be scary and the fear is infectious. Albeit my situation is different in that I felt stuck here, the fear was there. So now I learnt the value of meditation and it changed everything. I hope youre allright. Patricia Cresswell September 20, 2017 at 5:38 PM I am fine now Jannie, the poem is about a growing fear I have been battling regarding leaving my house for appointments act. I am to all intents and purposes a recluse.

Pipping Stars September 20, 2017 at 9:18 AM uhm ... tomorrow is a miracle ... never woke up there ... here ... take this mind fist and calm yourself ... ha ha ... no really take it ... we love your goods ... the mind fist is for that witch ... ha ha ... no. really ... let's walk this off ... by the time we make it to Alaska you will be dripping with the wind blowing chills ... don't worry ... this is gonna be great ... Pipping Stars September 21, 2017 at 7:46 AM here ... take these boots ... composite toed ... get greedy ... Patricia Cresswell September 20, 2017 at 5:41 PM Hi icy man thank you. The witch will melt as in Oz. You will help fight her. Thank you

Peter Rees September 20, 2017 at 4:16 AM powerful feelings, very powerfully described. Last verse - goose bumps ! Patricia Cresswell September 20, 2017 at 7:24 AM Sorry desperate times.

White Wolf September 20, 2017 at 1:33 AM The impact is really felt with that last stanza in this great piece! Nicely done Patricia Cresswell September 20, 2017 at 5:47 PM I have wanted to get closer and closer to the marrow of heart. This is real it was happening as I wrote and I did not demure. Bare facts mam.