I am out walking
across,
and up steep, steep hills;
then,
downhill,
on a freshly greased sledge,
Tag: introspective writing
Jarring – Written Sunday 14th February 2026 (Aged 50)
I wonder,
where does it fit in?
Restlessness
is something
on which I cling.
Talents Elsewhere – Written Sunday 15th February 20265 (Aged 50)
in hallways
that are my age;
in rooms
that are painted
in rage.
Cycle Back – Written Monday 2nd February 2026 (Aged 50)
I close a gate;
step down.
I stop,
I pull down the shutters;
Incompetence Is A Daring Muse – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)
Some environments
drip,
with a kind incompetence
that is difficult to believe.
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