What a slippery time has been had this year.
A shock really, that I haven’t been broken.
Always taking care to screen my face and
lock my tongue, so it doesn’t run away.
I have leashed a chain around my thoughts
as I realise the shards of discontent.
Instead of hitting out, I hit the grass with my shoes.
A walk can always cure what ails you…
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Sunday Whirl, Wordle 330. Words: broken, time, slippery, shock, screen, chain, shard, grass, runner, tongue, lock, shoe