13
Nov

Five Minute Friday - extreme

Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on extreme.

Go.

I live in extremes.
Sometimes, most times, they are polar opposites.
I love hard or I don't.
I long for quiet and worry about you leaving.
I work hard and sleep harder.
I live in extremes.

I cry with every emotion...happiness, anger, nervousness, laughter, love, and sadness...I always cry.
I laugh too hard.
I get too angry.
I love too hard.
I am loud or quiet.
I am introverted but need need need my people.
I live in extremes.

I miss too much.
I burn things to the ground.
I drink coffee all of the time.
I work out to exhaustion.
I work my fingers to the bone.
I live in extremes.

Absolute extremes.
And I love it.
And I don't.

Stop.

Comments

  1. Gayl says:

    I absolutely love this! What a delightful poem, and I can see myself in there, too! Blessings to you! I'm your neighbor at #FiveMinuteFriday.

    1. childhood says:

      Thank you so much Gayl. Your words were so kind.

  2. Annette says:

    totally get it, I do.

    1. childhood says:

      Thanks Annette!

  3. Oh, yes!

    We take in every homeless pup,
    not leaving them alone and lonely,
    and as a result we sup
    on rice and beans and macaroni.
    Date night's part of distant past,
    travel is a "What's That?" thing,
    and the days go by so fast
    on duty's flashing falcon-wing,
    but here in this night we're content
    (oh, and there's a kitty, too!);
    it seems that God has clearly meant
    that this life is our job to do,
    and as they dream-yip and they snore,
    there's always room for just one more.

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