Falling

Always scared of falling, I clung on

Holding fast to anything that seemed secure

Eventually, it all gave way

And I dangled, desperately bracing

Against the inevitable screaming descent

Of my solid body to the ground

Finally, I jump
(Having exhausted every other option)

But instead of the expected terrifying hurtle

I’m caught by a gentle upward draught

Stunned, I discover my weightlessness

And the total absence of places to land

All further struggle rendered unnecessary

This Is An All-Inclusive Ticket

Believing yourself unworthy, deeply flawed, or incomplete

You deny your total acceptability

However, if you read the small print

You’ll see that this is an all-inclusive ticket

With no caveats, exclusions, or conditions

There’s nothing to dispose of, box up or pack away

The price of admission covers everything

And no further payments are required

Strangely Silent

Lately, this room has fallen strangely silent

The white table there, the books on the shelf,

And the two mismatched rugs, all suddenly quiet

The recently-gathered dust balls have ceased their taunting

No more recriminations from the dirt on the floor

No further complaints from the unopened paint cans

Not one extra dose of shame from the unpacked box

The yet-to-be-fixed coat hooks or even the peeling wallpaper

Now that there is no one here to listen

To take delivery of fault or blame

None of it has a word to say

How still this room has become

How strangely silent

The Door

A long time ago

You began knocking at my door

And a thousand times a day

I’d refuse to answer

Believing that the door was locked

And that I didn’t have a key

I sought out master locksmiths

Thinking it was a complicated matter

Which would take some solving

Now it turns out

The door was always ajar

And you were simply waiting for me

To get up and open it