Where has my inspiration gone?
I sit with the keyboard but have no words to write.
The desire to post is definitely strong,
but with my brain I’m having a fight.
I look at the sky and down at my hands,
But nothing is there to make this post grand.
Time ticks by, people come and go,
Noise so loud I can’t get in the flow.
Be present, be mindful my mind repeats,
Easy for you to say, I whisper weak.
A deep breath in, a long flow out,
Trying to let pass those who shout.
With one big sigh I prepare to stop,
But look look here, what have you got!
A post has materialised, would you look at that
And I didn’t even need my yoga mat.