In honor of the Spin Cycle by Sprite's Keeper— I have decided to place my spin on this weeks assignment— Fear. Rather than list something that I fear, I figured I would offer some advice in the form of a poem:
One day when I was doodling topographical lines in the shape of an island (yes, I'm geeky like that)… I noticed that the lines resembled a face. After drawing one of the eyes in, I noticed that there was another face showing as well. When I was finished… I had the following picture:
If you look at the picture it looks like there is a sinister face that is making the other face recoil in fear. After looking at this picture, I was inspired to write the following poem:
Fear… of what may I ask?
of being in or out of task;
or being with or without pass.
Passing through the door of fear
is like passing into another world;
it can be so strange at times to make you curled.
Curled up so much, that only you can see your fears
others try, but can only guess at where.
Where, it's only possibly yourself.
So get going, get out of the grip of fear;
which may last for years
I rather like the way in which I take the last word of the previous stanza and use it in the first line of the next. I have used this technique in other poems that I have written as well. I hope that this poem inspires you to face your fears and conquer them.