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