TAWANDA! - Unstoppable

The amateur cyclist's guide to fearless living

The only thing I still
peel
these days –
apart from fruit and anything that
can’t otherwise be eaten, 
obviously - 
are the few stubborn layers of
fear-of-ridicule
still loitering 
in obscure corners of my body.

However, those areas
are so remote, so trivial
I have no idea
what they look like. 

Which is why, 
When I cycled 
to the post-box,
smiling and helloing everyone
while
nonchalantly
trailing 
an entire roll of toilet paper,
I failed to rouse
the faintest blush.


Tawanda!


Hello! 

This poem was inspired by Beth Kempton's prompt for the new #tinysummerpoem. Yesterday's prompt was "peel". You're only supposed to spend ten minutes writing them, with no editing. But if I was a fusspot over words before, I'm even more of one now. So I spent longer, and I edited. Editing is not a crime. 

The poem was also inspired by my trip to the post-box yesterday...  

And no, I did not blush. I simply giggled, came home and wrote a poem. As you do.

Have a ridicule-free day!

With love and gratitude,

Francesca xx

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