The Day is Worried

The day is worried about me.
Reaching out in fingered waves to hold me steady
But it’s no use
I’ll not be walking through her garden of green tendrils today
I don’t know the way.
Feet slipping on rust and golden leaves
My hand slow dances for purchase
Finding only air.

The day is worried about me.
Enveloping me in her cloudy blanket
One I toss away
White wool too heavy today when
I can’t find my breath
Searching for the pull of his light
To bring me home.

The day is worried about me.
She can’t find me in my usual places
Hiding away
From myself today
Flashing green eyes hiding locked-door secrets
Even I can’t understand…
Maybe I’ll find my key
As the day morphs into night.

The night is worried about me.
He can’t hold me in his arms
I am transparent, slipping away in the quiet way I do
Weightless, floating
Further and further from his grasp
Until my night-man throws out his anchor
Catching this desolate girl, pulling her close;
Safe in his strong, capable arms.
Watching worries chase stars across the sky.

“Broken People” © Lisa Hagan Books, 2015


Rachel Thompson

About Rachel Thompson

Rachel Thompson is represented by literary agent Lisa Hagan and is published by ShadowTeamsNYC. She is the author of the award-winning, bestselling Broken Places (one of IndieReader’s “Best of 2015” top books and 2015 Honorable Mention Winner in both the Los Angeles and the San Francisco Book Festivals), and the bestselling, multi-award-winning Broken Pieces as well as two additional humor books, A Walk In The Snark and Mancode: Exposed. She owns BadRedhead Media, creating effective social media and book marketing campaigns for authors. Her articles appear regularly in The Huffington Post, The San Francisco Book Review (BadRedhead Says…), Feminine Collective,,,,, and Self-Publishers Monthly, Not just an advocate for sexual abuse survivors, Rachel is the creator and founder of the hashtag phenomenon #MondayBlogs and the live weekly Twitter chats, #SexAbuseChat, co-hosted with certified therapist/survivor, Bobbi Parish (Tuesdays, 6 pm PST/9pm EST), and #BookMarketingChat, co-hosted with author assistant Melissa Flickinger (Wednesdays, 6 pm PST/9pm EST). She hates walks in the rain, running out of coffee, and coconut. She lives in California with her family.

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    i love this. (so truly wonderful!!!) =^;;^=
    (it sends me off in so many thoughts thru space, yet leaves me still and comforted in a quiet confident place…the calm before a whimsical creative storm! i could easily go on endlessly circling around rants and praising how it’s so amazing~exclaiming my blithering bliss…but all i could say would only wander and stray before returning to the point of what i meant to convey…
    which simply is…
    ~i love this.)

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    Tui Snider

    Ah, yes… Few things know us more intimately than the day and the night.

    From the echoing refrain and rhythm of your words, I can’t help but imagine that this poem would make great song lyrics!

    @TuiSnider on Twitter, dropping by from #MondayBlogs 🙂

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    Rachel Thompson

    Aw, sweet Wally, thank you for your beautiful response! I adore Mary Oliver’s work. She reaches those places you discuss. I’m flattered and honored you find my work helpful in your own life. Thank you, my friend. xx

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    Wally Ogi Johnson

    My friend, such a beautiful poem, we take away that which we have come to know or have experienced. Layers of buried memories befit us, as time unfolds before us, allowing us to grieve, heal and share through the written word. This poem reminds of Mary Olivers “The Gardens” from the American Primitive, “78”.
    ” It was summer on earth
    so the prayer
    I whispered was to no
    god but another
    creature like me.
    Where are you?”

    your work and style have had the most profound affect on me, always will, So i thank you for being who you are, your words have touched many facets of my life….


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    Rachel Thompson

    thank you, Marla! I’m so honored to be featured and to share words that people, especially women, can relate to.

    Being vulnerable and needing others is often difficult for strong women to admit to — it’s something I work through daily. Poetry is often where I allow myself to show a softer side, so again, I thank you for giving me space here.

    And yes, #MondayBlogs has become such a wonderful, giving community for writers! I couldn’t be more thrilled.

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    Rachel Thompson

    thank you, Mary! So glad it resonated for you. Sometimes the days yawn before us and it’s too much to face … I felt this often when I my daughter was very small and the thought of leaving her to go work outside the home filled me with such angst I sank into a pit of depression I didn’t understand. I was the independent one! Where did this come from? (I figured it out soon enough…)

    I got help and I’m thankful I asked for it. Many don’t, and that’s tragic. Soooo glad you are better, too.


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    Mary Rowen

    What a beautiful poem, Rachel. It speaks to the way I almost always feel more comfortable and secure as night falls. I’ve had days (long ago, thankfully) when I was unable to get up and face the light, but could almost always deal with nighttime.

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    Marla J. Carlton

    Thank you Rachel. We are thrilled to feature your poetry on Feminine Collective. How you help others is inspiring. May we all do our part in building a community of women who support women, women who appreciate our differences, women who understand that we are all carrying a heavy load, women who understand we are doing the best we can. Each morning I pull a quote from a wonderful box of 365 gathered truths – my message for the day, if you will. Today’s quote made sense after I read your comments.

    “In life you can never be too kind or too fair;
    Everyone you meet is carrying a heavy load.
    When you go through your day expressing kindness
    and courtesy to all you meet, you leave behind a
    feeling of warmth and good cheer, and you help alleviate
    the burdens everyone is struggling with. — Brian Tracy

    Your #MondayBlogs does this (leaves behind a feeling of warmth and good cheer).

    Thank you for sharing your heartfelt poem, helping us to realize that we all have worries, and we all have someone who cares about us.

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    Rachel Thompson

    Thank you, beautiful C.

    The phrase struck me as I drove away from my man, and the separation of time punched me in the gut. The brightness of day, I find, still holds many secrets.

    I love your reply.

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    Rachel Thompson

    I’m so thrilled to write for you and Marla, I can’t even tell you! thank you for creating such a beautiful, welcoming space, Julie.

    I didn’t know, but I feel blessed to be referred to as an angel. We never know if our words will resonate as we sit and scribble in our dark places and write of stars and gardens. I’m so glad this one did.


  11. C. Streetlights

    C. Streetlights

    Brings me back to lessons of the yin and yang, the archetypal night and day, feminine and masculine, the elements wrapping themselves into each other to complete one another yet always separate at the same time. Such a beautiful simplicity in knowing how we are always loved by a Mother Sun and cherished by a Lover Moon. I’ve been singing the phrase “The day is worried about me” because it comforts me in those moments when I’ve felt forgotten.

    I love this.

  12. Julie Anderson

    Julie Anderson

    And then an angel bent down and kissed our foreheads. Thank you Rachel for your contribution. This poem resonates profoundly. You gave words to my thoughts. How did you know?

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