That Sinking Feeling
Listen to Alison ...
I'm sinking into the sofa
The cushions are so soft
I fear I won't get up again
I fear I will get lost
I'll slip slowly down the cushion crack
And disappear inside
Never to be seen again
Inside I will reside
But there I will find all I need
Everything I ever lost
A book to read, some crumbs to eat
And twenty nine odd socks.
The cushions are so soft
I fear I won't get up again
I fear I will get lost
I'll slip slowly down the cushion crack
And disappear inside
Never to be seen again
Inside I will reside
But there I will find all I need
Everything I ever lost
A book to read, some crumbs to eat
And twenty nine odd socks.
This poem is copyright (©) Alison Manning 2026
About the Writer
Alison Manning
Alison had a poem commissioned for Show Windows. Her poetry films have featured in film festivals, exhibitions and radio. She has published a children’s book, World Without Endless Sheep, and poems in anthologies and online sites. She was shortlisted for Coventry Poet Laureate in 2023 and 2025. She was Resident Poet for Springboard Festival 2025. In her spare time, she tries to grow lemons.
