I set it down upon the shelf
Not 'cause it’s done — I need myself.
My hands today are full of me
The quiet tasks that set me free.
A song plays loud to fill the air
While I breathe deep without a care
Not forgetting. Love won’t fade
When folded neat and tucked away.
The chaos waits, it will not flee
Like roots beneath the oldest tree.
Like tides that always find their way
What’s real will keep till I’m okay.
So here I clear what’s dead and brown
To still my head, to calm me down.
Not erasing — making room
For me to breathe, for me to bloom.
I’m the queen of here, though unaware
Still shining in the open air.
I find my strength in simple things
In every breath the morning brings.
When I return — and I’ll return
The truth will still be there, still burn.
No true thing’s lost inside a pause.
I’m just obeying nature’s laws.
I set it down to lift me high
To clear the tears from weary eyes.
I press pause so I move on.
Nothing real is ever gone.
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Author:
Nicole Pritchard (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2026 10:46
- Comment from author about the poem: Just needing a break today to just be me and not worry about anything else.
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Comments1
There is a feeling of permanence with this poem. It speaks of love that will never die if carefully folded and put away. Very nicely written.
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