words (not today)

Inspired by the phrase ‘Of insidious intent’ taken from ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’ by T. S. Eliot. This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project

I cannot write
for you
today

I apologise

I regret

there is no
insidious
intent

no
no

it’s just
I cannot place my fingers
on a pen

cannot express
my mood
or feeling

I am
distracted
within myself

and I can find
no word

if I could write
why
I would tell you

of the balm
that comes
with thinking about the words
that I might write
to tell you
of . . .

well .. .

of everything

of anything

of all the things
I think
when I am thinking
about you

my muse of letters

but not
today

I am empty
noting only
a little sunshine

a modest breeze
that ruffles
in a pleasant
passing way

and sunshine
fallen on my face
to warm me

but
not today

today

I have no words
for today

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