For NaPoWriPo Day 16: Just my own poem for this day, written awhile ago.
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There’s this whirlwind, a dervish,
Often, I cant escape it.
This sucking of air from lungs, a lack of patience;
I used to have every moment in the world:
It took forever for it to run out,
And I’m relearning this skill.
Some think they can be impatient,
Rudely shove past people, those who deserve it;
But, you can try to listen,
Even if they’re not listening or repeating —
Something you’ve heard one thousand times.
Sometimes you bite your tongue
Stop the meandering mental pathways —
Your questions; remember everyone has had a long day too.
Slide out of the tornados eye;
Through the winds blinding, and binding, confiding your sense of balance.
Dance out of the dust, mud, rain, waves, the anger;
Sometimes you breathe deep,
Turn your lips into a smile, pretend you agree,
Say nothing, let your temper settle.
Remember that simple explanations are best,
That the multiple pathways and methods ‘sense-making’ in your mind;
Is not the way logic works for all others.
So, you shut up, say nothing, until you can explain well,
Without the background, the twists, and stormy turns.
Without repeated words and salesmen tricks;
So, in the end you say thank you,
And in your head, “Go away.”
Because some people are having a horrible day,
And you’ve been there too.
Because it’s hard to serve others and be sunshine 24-7;
Because it’s not worth the damage —
To argue; state the simple truth.
Let others be horrid, be sympathetic;
And charm each angered stranger,
Because maybe after the theatrics are over,
Two can meet for a moment’s truth.
Two can comprehend without rabbit holes,
Without side-questions or insults underhanded.
You can roar sometimes,
But choose your fights wisely.
Deep breathe and stall a second first.
Some strangers aren’t worth the effort,
Some friends aren’t worth the tears;
There are a vast amount of reasons to not lash-out,
Mostly, because the aftermath tells us,
Tiny things aren’t so significant in the giant picture.
One awful experience, does not define a person;
And is likely a second you’ll forget.
Be calm in the whirlwind,
Be kind, and let patience flow.
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