Sparks

Stress related illness, mental hardship – life-battle against grain wears down resistance.

Going through the mill and getting stuck between the grindstones shatters, defeats resilience.

Time off – to heal, away from the harum and the scarum, away from rush-hassle.

Calm self-space to drift-chill away-bob in mind-meander thought-loops.

Luxuriant mind-doldrums feather deep-release easy chairs and brain-hammocks.

Peace-soaked inner-tempests calm, angst-dissipates and thoughts clear, breath flows.

Days pass – humdrum now, telly-cycles sap self-will in apathetic crap.

Energetic doom-fathoms mire-suck motivation, self-recrimination hurts.

Counter-productive self-flagellation drives further hate, inspires sigh-depression.

Explanatory reason for this lethargy doesn’t exist; beyond control, the malady controls.

Mental exhaustion is a symptom, not the condition itself nor the cause.

For the want of one hope, one quantum of energy to cause oomph-cascade do-result.

A spark, to do something – anything – no matter what, just for a laugh – who cares?

Beyond reach, beyond harness, this hope-inspiration could kindle positive consequence.

One slight nudge, one soft leg up, one encouragement, one kind word – a smile.

Catalyst, ignition source, accelerant – a chain reaction commences after slight love.

There’re sparks out there for everyone – and we can help each other find them.

🌷(1)

◄ Baddies

Cotton ►

Comments

Profile image

keith jeffries

Fri 10th May 2019 14:36

Rich,

This poem along with others you have written explores the human psyche with a strong sense of philosophy. I believe that all good poets are also philosophers at heart. Well done and thank you

Keith

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses only functional cookies that are essential to the operation of the site. We do not use cookies related to advertising or tracking. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message