breathe two, three, four – March 26


Stress. Good stress. But it’s all

stress.  My body feeling the shake

tremor, inner squeech. Mind racing

in anticipation, when resolution

is not yet really in the cards.


Breathe two, three, four. Deep

cleansing breath now. Close

the eyes. In through the nose

out through the mouth. Slow



Where did we learn these things

to “trick the body” as LBJ said

when he put on his “jammies”

for his mid-day nap.


So I will sit in my big green chair.

And open a book and close my eyes.

And breathe two, three, four….


three, four…


This entry was posted in poetry, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.