Poem: Today I Started My Day In A Bathtub©

Before-word: When was the last time you nestled in a bathtub, just because…? Allowing it to envelope you for no other reason than … ‘cause you wanna?! I wrote this piece at a time of uncertainty and unrest and found solace in the sturdiness of the bathtub, in the strength of its curled-down edges and the confinement of its length and width (just enough room to snuggle you in protective-like)


Today I started my day in a bathtub
No water
No bubbles
Just me, elongated legs and arms, stretched out
A fluffy pillow cushioning my back against hard porcelain
Sun beam piercing through the blinds bathing me in warmth
There’s a stillness in the air
Except for the steady second-hand chime of the clock on the adjacent wall
Each tick-tocking reminiscent of time’s certain passing
Thoughts free flowing like rain
Drip-dropping to my fingertips
Transforming into words
Transferring from mind to paper
I write
Words of gratitude and appreciation
Of thanksgiving and forgiving
Words to heal, to restore to empathize
I write:
“Today I started my day in a bathtub”

“… in my happy place”

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In creative solidarity, Dee

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