musings, life lessons & poetry from Theresa Jarosz Alberti

Poetry Challenge – Day 18

Welcome to Day 18 of my 30-Day Poetry Challenge!

Comment on today’s poem to win a copy of my poetry book, “(After) Confession… I’m giving away a copy every day. Scroll down below the poem for more details about this Poetry Challenge.

But first, congratulations, Fiona N, for winning a free copy of my poetry book! (I do a raffle from those who commented on yesterday’s post.) Fi, please email me your address so I can send your prize:

Now onto today’s poem. Don’t forget to comment, and check back tomorrow to see if you’ve won!

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There’s a bit of a structure to this poem, so will look best on a computer screen vs. a phone.

You May Ask Yourself, How?


Sometimes my brain is not my friend.

Days like this, gray cloudy light,

so much crusty snow clinging

when it’s actually Spring.

Everyone is gone, surely doing

Important Things while I’m home,

alone in the too-quiet. I do

tasks but it never seems enough.

And this sleepy-cat-filled home

feels dreary and hopeless and

boring this afternoon.


It’s so easy for Mr. Super-Ego to

sneak in, start using my heart

like a trampoline, standing with his

verbal ice pick, start to chip

away at me. He is so very subtle, it

takes awhile for me to notice

that I’ve started thinking in

“Always” and “Nevers.” I feel

weighted down, diminished,

crabby, sad. Everything I do or

wish seems pointless. The

voice of the Judge inside

endlessly sneers and snarls:

What made you think you could?

Who do you think you are?


It has taken a long time for Me

to get aware, to see

this Charlatan for what he is,

just a voice in my Psyche,

not reality. I might still feel shitty,

but I don’t have to swim in

the cesspool.


Today I choose to pick myself up, write

a crappy, god-forsaken little poem.

Put words on screen and let

the Voice natter on in the background.

I don’t have to be perfect,

I don’t have to be fixed,

this can be enough for now.

I can trust I’m okay, even when

okay feels so very far away.


[And okay, yeah, this is the reference for the title… it was just running through my mind.  🙂  ]

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  • I’m writing and posting a new poem every day through the month of April (yikes!), for better or worse.
  • AND, as a gift, I’m giving away a copy of my poetry book EVERY DAY this month. FREE!
  • Sign up to WIN a copy of (After) Confession by just leaving a comment beneath the poem of the day.
  • I will pick a winner every day in April! So comment every day for a new chance to win.

OR, you can purchase your own copy of (After) Confession for the new low price of $9.00 USD, shipping and handling included! Click here to read sample poems and purchase a copy.

April is National Poetry Month, which was inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996.

This month’s posts are part of the  NaPoWriMo challenge — that’s National Poetry Writing Month. At, you’ll find links to other participating writers and their poetry. AND daily writing prompts for inspiration to write your own poems. Check them out.

I’m so looking forward to your comments–  it doesn’t have to be about the poem. Write anything, share the name of your favorite poet or poem, write about the weather, whatever! And thanks for reading.

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  1. Ann Agrimson

    Lovely and true for many of us.

    • Theresa Alberti

      Thanks… I wish it wasn’t so common.

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