That restless feeling

I could just sit back
           and admire the world
just as it is
           I could listen to the wind
as it races around the houses
           and ruffles the foliage
of the garden trees
           There’s a plastic bag
on the loose lifted
           at every gust and now
floating free through the air
           The cats I would normally see
have taken shelter
           and there’s no sign of foxes

I could just sit back
           and tell myself that today
there’s nothing to spark
           my imagination or to entice
my mind into expression :
           I could but I can’t

John Lyons