Tea and Reverie

Tea and Reverie
Poems written during morning tea, by Marian M. Fay

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Anxiety

Anxiety is as  bright as the blinding glare of the headlights of a car reflected in your rear-view mirror at night
Anxiety is as dark as a long tunnel in an underground cave
Anxiety is as scary as the thought of no life after death
Anxiety is as funny as a carnival clown  hurling insults in a dunk tank
Anxiety is as big as a flea
Anxiety is as small as the Grand Canyon
Anxiety is as fast as quick silver
Anxiety is as slow as the onset of old age
Anxiety is as happy as Satan on holiday
Anxiety is as sad as a mother watching her child throw their life in the crapper
Anxiety is as quiet as a smothering blanket of snow
Anxiety is as loud as a mosquito buzzing in your ear at bedtime
Anxiety is as gray as a summer fog
Anxiety is as comfortable as shoes just a little too loose so they give you blisters when you walk
Anxiety is as useful as a Zamboni on dry ground

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