April is National Poetry Writing Month, 30 days, 30 poems, I’m already behind

The Challenge

It looks fun
Wow that was amazing
Let’s do this,
you know we can do this
It’s just a short time
You’ve done harder things
What if it’s not cool..
Oh, woah…that killed it.
There was that spark and ooopsss…..
The dark just came in and squish
Ouch
It doesn’t seem so fun anymore
Maybe it’s not for me
Maybe it’s time to think of something else
Pause
Fill in that big crack where the idea split
between something light and new and promising
To that familiar old crow
Cackling…making noise
harsh on the ears
piercing to the mind
silencing the light
the only thing to do is breathe between the space
create a deeper creavice
before falling down the hole, breathe
breathe in
the pause
the breath stops the fall
breathe more
make the breath go deeper
the breath filling in that space
breathe in more air
air fills the creavace with air
breathe
it’s getting clearer now
breathe
the purpose the reason the air keeps filling and lifting
filling and lifting until there is light and lightness and floating
breathe
it’s not that we don’t all have monsters it’s that we put some space between them and us
breathe
we all come back
breathe
we all have the challenges
breathe