Insanity

Inspired by a poetry group.

 

Whoosh, whoosh the summer breeze tussling my hair

to the left and right guiding my head toward the sun.

My eyes squinting to protect them from the light

 

Crick, crack goes my lawn chair as my a*s settles in

splitting apart the green and red tethered fibers to

accommodate my girth which wasn’t there years ago.

 

Scratch, scratch as my watch goes over the oxidized

metal handles that are leveled just right as I bring my

hand to meet my face to shield my eyes from the sun.

 

Swish, swish as my feet work their way into the sand

watching each grain fall gracefully between my toes

as if they have a journey of complete autonomy.

 

Crash, crash the water slams harshly onto the shore

And then effortlessly returns back to the sea

so it may again replenish the ocean with beauty and mystery

 

Knock, knock on the cracked green painted door

of my white cotton manicured walls

that line my padded cell that systematically,

annoyingly, and constantly interrupts my trips to the beach.

 

Author's Note

I love this piece because of the simplicity of the insanity. Insanity doesn't always mean being angry and assaultive. Sometimes the mentally ill just are annoyed.

Reviews

[Christine]

Thanks for finding this one for me. :-) One of my favorites!!

[Christine]

LOL!!! I love this piece too!!! I think it's great. Well written, you totally draw the reader into believing that you are on the beach only to be slammed back to reality at the end!

Love ya,
Christine :-)