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I have rehearsed the disaster
a thousand times
so I will not have to think
and cannot fail.

Ask the right questions.
Say the right things.
Shoulder a puzzling burden
and pretend to understand,
while deeper meaning eludes me.


Outward calm
but nerves stretched tight.
Bend, don’t break.
Accept your fate.
Chin up and carry on.

After years of why
and holding my breath,
now I see the outlines
of what’s to come.

I’ve lived my life in fog.

I swallow the lump in my throat
and prepare for Decuma's storm.

This was written for Three Word Wednesday.


Sheilagh Lee said...

it's hard to realize you've been in a fog it's good to come out of it and face that storm because then you can move on.

June 24, 2015 at 10:47 AM
Peter Coddle said...

I like the way you build the tension in this.

June 24, 2015 at 3:40 PM
PJD said...

I find this terribly sad.

I especially love the way the whole poem runs quickly downhill, beautifully written with simple, straightforward words and rhythm and sentences. I like this very, very much.

But it makes me terribly sad. Am I misinterpreting?

June 25, 2015 at 12:10 AM
Old Egg said...

It is no fun having Decuma chase after you when your legs are wearing out. I think I'll hide instead!

June 25, 2015 at 1:38 AM
J Cosmo Newbery said...

Isn't it funny how we rehearse the unwanted?

June 25, 2015 at 7:26 AM
Jae Rose said...

I wonder if we can truly rehearse fate - i think it is true that we know to an extent what is coming but i hope that there is always room for some unknowns - hopefully better ones.. a poem which also raises a lump in the throat

June 25, 2015 at 7:37 AM
Alice Audrey said...

Confusing as it might be, it's hard to fight Decuma. Might as well relax on the inside too.

June 25, 2015 at 7:07 PM

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