( / England)

The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 209

A bead of sweat rolls down my brow
Everyone looks at me now
Waiting for me to make my move
I study every angle there
A sharp tense feeling in the air
And there’s no way that it will improve

I judge every open choice
Inside my head a tiny voice
Tells me a slight tremor could ruin all
A breeze blows gently north to south
My heart tries jumping out my mouth
I try to keep myself from a great fall

I set my jaw and take a shot
At the best option I have got
But half way through my hopes have all turned grey
As the block I take disturbs the tower
And the rest succumb to gravities power
I don’t like playing Jenga anyway

by Flying Lemming

Comments (1)

I set my jaw and take a shot At the best option I have got....don't we all.....I liked these lines....