Saturday, 6 September 2025

Sunday

Some days verses just don't happen
Even after taking a deep breath
And a long sip of the morning chai
Verses just don't happen

Perhaps after a lazy walk down the lane
Or at the milkman's I shall be inspired
To capture the essence of life
Things that don't make sense will 
Suddenly add up

But it doesn't happen like that
On a Sunday the words have gone
For a stroll

On somedays verses just don't happen 

Let's not ruffle memories any more
Let's not hustle 
Let's just lay spreadeagled
And listen to the calm
The silence of this room
The wordlessness that makes up 
The world...you and me 

Verses will arrive on their own whims

Today let's give in to the power of
Just not happening 
And something may suddenly happen