That Month

For NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 4 (to prompt)

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I am born dead
Faster than sunrise
Slower than sunset
Higher than the tallest tree
Deep below the roots beneath
Bathed betweeen the clouds and sky
Wrapped around a lullaby
Yet no-one sees me come

I am the month
To grasp and squeeze your heart
Breathe fire into your lungs
Drive poison to your belly
Pour blindness in your eyes
Swamp insanity through your brain
Dump intricate nervous pain
Flood despair into your being

I am the time
You hope will never come
That keeps you on the run
Yet creeps up on you fast
Whilst your head stays in the sand
Buried in your comfort zone
Spinning all alone
Until I arrive

And everything changes

© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane

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The Prompt: “Today I challenge you to write a poem in which you explore what you think is the cruelest month, and why.”

How did I do?

 

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12 comments on “That Month

  1. T.S. Eliot said April is the cruelest month….I used to have a cruelest month, because it was filled with memories of a particularly cruel month in the past. But I’ve learned that any or all of them can be cruel—or not. The approach of an anniversary of a grief or trouble does always have the potential to be cruel, doesn’t it? I really like this poem, Rob. I especially like the fact that you didn’t name a particular month. We dread, or we do not dread….and in spite of ourselves, as you say, everything changes.

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    • So true Cynthia. On pondering the prompt, I couldn’t name one month as the cruellest as I have experienced grief and troubles in several during my short span of years (well time is subjective isn’t it? 🙂 ) and, as you say, therein lies cruel potential to dread or not!
      I am always so pleased when you like my poetry Cynthia – as I respect yours greatly – and so appreciate your depth of comments – thank you.

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