A lazy day

 

Listen to the poem

elk asleep baby

A Lazy Day

It’s just one of those days, where not much gets done.
Just messing about, just dozy, not glum.

I work through my list, of small easy chores

But it’s that big looming project,

that I ignore.

I await inspiration. Or is that an excuse?
Neural glaciation.

My synapses fused.

So tea within reach, and a biscuit or two.

I surrender to languor. It’s the smart thing to do.

 

3rd February 2014 – Amsterdam © Lysanne Sizoo


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