Even when you close your eyes
the chatter doesn’t stop
tap, tap, tapping on your shoulders
incessant chanting in your ears...
When escape is not possible
build a nest, and nourish fresh thoughts
while the words find a home to make sense and rest
Create a refuge;
a collage of fine twigs, downy feathers, and delicate baby’s breath
to line your heart with tender care
finally serenaded to sleep by a birdsong lullaby
Angela Minard 2021©
Artwork by Lucy Campbell
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The poem describes a person's struggle to find peace amidst constant noise and distraction. Despite closing their eyes, the chatter and tapping persist. When escape seems impossible, the person is advised to build a mental refuge, a nest of comforting thoughts. By creating this safe space filled with tender elements like twigs, feathers, and baby’s breath, they can soothe their heart and find rest, eventually being lulled to sleep by a gentle birdsong, how are you doing today?
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