Why Worry? Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Obsessive
Compulsive
Chronic
Worriers

I fear
there are
people
who waste
half their
lives.

Worrying
about preposterous
fanatical
things that usually
habitually
never happen.

Or if
they do
predictably
are normally
never half
as bad.

As worriers
thought
in fretful
dread
they would
be undoubtedly.


Sleep on it
face it.
In tranquil
calm
reasoning
therapeutic

morning
light.

Requite
repugnant
requisite
worry.

Pick up
fallen pathos
pieces
paste
them patiently
together.

Fit together
a more
favourable
future.

Into etched
tearing

wearing
gaps eroded
by fresh
flesh
fresco
worry lines.

Contemplate
restorative
certainty
permeating time.


Everything
will be fine
in prayerful
time. Give it time.
Give it time.
To heal

reattain
alinement.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock
pathos - a quality or element in events, life experience or expression that evokes excites emotion, esp. pity or sorrow.