Poem: Reflections on Drinking Peach Tea While the World Burns Down

For the past few weeks, I’ve remained silent on the blog about what’s going on in the world outside my studio. I needed time to process and sit with my feelings.

Feelings of anger and sadness at the tragedies of racism and police brutality.

Of anxiety and overwhelm at the sheer work that needs to be done.

Of hope and determination that only out of pain and chaos will real, lasting change occur.

And as with most of my feelings that are tangled and difficult to face, I’ve been writing poetry and random thoughts as they come to me. This is one of them.

A member of the Water Street Writers, Mikaela D’Eigh is a writer, poet, gardener, mental wellness advocate, and lover of Scotch, K-Pop, and KDramas.  She writes about anything and everything, using all the crayons in the box.  Currently, she lives out in the country with two Egyptian gods disguised as cats, a herd of cows, and the occasional flock of wild turkeys. Check her out at La Belle Dame Merci, Medium, Facebook, or Instagram for more essays, poetry, and shenanigans.

Image jenifoto © 123rf.com.  Used with permission.

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