Poetry Mid-Life Crisis
Mid-Life Crisis Poetry Competition
1st Prize: £ 100.00 Sue Grant
2nd Prize: £75.00 T. Shaw
Midnight Blues
Cascading memories of younger years, revolve
around my aging brain.
Slumber recedes once again, teasing me with long lost youth and midnight flushes
Who would have thought when youth was strong that anxiety and stricken thoughts would rule my world and at such a cost.
Swamped in feverish pain, I touch my fragile yesterdays with a sigh and dread the future alone, loves lost.
My mid-life crisis rears its head when darkness falls and fear sets in, an overwhelming sense of loss – wrapped in those midnight blues.
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