Relax A Little

half built brick wall for poem "relax a little"
Brian Hogan

Its hard moving bricks

one at a time.

Bending over with aches in my back and callouses on my hands

I am piling bricks

in a formation around me.

Bloody memories like cement 

fortify this new, half-built wall. 

I stop

breathing heavy and with red dust

covering my cheeks

I see the endless sky

the grey of storm clouds smeared across the surface of reality

and my bricks begin to seem small.

And I notice that I look ridiculous

standing behind an unfinished wall

enclosed by fear and mortar.

So I put down the spatula

lay in the grass and sigh.

My half wall becomes a monument to my freedom. 

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Brian is a Writer, Clarity Coach, Filmmaker and Adjunct Professor who loves teaching and learning, and living in the uncertainty of it all.

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