F Words

fatigue hangs on me like heavy ornaments on a late February Christmas tree branches brittle and bare needles dropping to floor carpeted in half-finished projects incomplete thoughts good--but soon forgotten-- intentions so much aromatic debris carelessly spilling around my feet © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

Shoulds

i should brand myself a failure self-flagellate for failing to meet expectations of those who wear white coats shiny stethoscopes draped casually around necks I should let their stern eyes their nonverbal— but surprisingly loud— condemnation of my parenting echo through my mind but right now I am just too fatigued just too damn tired … Continue reading Shoulds

F Words

fatigue hangs on me like heavy ornaments on a late February Christmas tree branches brittle and bare needles dropping to floor carpeted in half-finished projects incomplete thoughts good--but soon forgotten-- intentions so much aromatic debris carelessly spilling around my feet © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

Blocked

blank screen looks reproachfully at me You are a writer the blinking cursor states So write I rub stiff hands tender wrists sore knees knead the knots in my back feel the mental fog spreading suspending my thoughts like bees in liquid amber I’m blocked I retort too tired too much pain too fuzzy blank … Continue reading Blocked

#tbt F Words

Fatigue hangs on me like heavy ornaments on a late February Christmas tree branches brittle and bare needles dropping to floor carpeted in half-finished projects incomplete thoughts good--but soon forgotten-- intentions so much aromatic debris carelessly spilling around my feet   © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved