Missing the deadline but not the lesson
31 March 2014
The glass shatters and the coffee powder spreads everywhere
As the jar falls to the floor
A rescue mission at 3am
Sweeping up the remnants
Sometimes the little misfortunes of life
Can be signs and sirens of things bigger…
I missed the deadline
To a writing competition
I sit with disappointment
Who seems so awfully loud?
‘Will you amount to something’, she says?
I wonder the same
Procrastination has a name and a face
It pulls me in a thousand directions
Of pointless objectives
I missed the deadline
(But not the lesson)
I need to move forward with these words and actions
I’ve got chapters to create
I’ve character to develop
I need a way out
(Time to rise)
– thanks to amberafrica for the picture… depicted someone feeling “trapped” the theme of today’s poem…