not today

unexpectedly
I did not read today
not a single word

when I tried I found
my mind veered off
to think of
other things

like the grass
needs mowing

and the wood
needs stacking

and the vegetables
need water

and the dogs next door
are barking
really loudly

I did not write today
not a syllable

when I tried to pen a line
a poem a song a story
my mind
veered off
to think
of other things

like the horror
of my government

and the troubles
of my ageing folk

and the work at home
that I need to do

and the way my head
has started
throbbing

so I’m sorry

very sorry

but I didn’t
read

or write

today

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© Frank Prem, 2017

Poem #20: sweet blow in