Five More Minutes

Five more minutes to sleep alone,
To dress in peace,
To check a phone.

Five more minutes to eat my food,
To eat it warm,
To eat it chewed.

Five more minutes to sit right here,
To read a book,
To disappear.

Five more minutes is not that long,
To feel the guilt,
To feel the wrong;

When

Five more minutes is what I seek

Five more minutes is all I need

Five more minutes, or maybe three,

Is all I long for, to just be me.

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Found time to write this for The 2019 Bloggers Bash Competition.

 

Photo Credit:
Jordan Whitt


21 thoughts on “Five More Minutes

      1. Sad but true. I’ve deliberately left the poetry while I finished the edit on my next book which is done (as of Sunday) but you would do me a massive favour to remind me of your request.. that way I can sit in the garden (that I do remember) and have a go…

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      2. πŸ˜€ I wish you would. You’re clearly a great writer; your poetry is just a bit undercooked.

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