With morning sun lacking,
I feel my morning enthusiasm pestering,
wanting,
wanting to relax, drift off, escape.
Holding it back, keeping it reigned in, I order it to stay
and I put it into words of concrete.
Copyright owned by The Silly-Savvy Salopian, January 2020
Image by PIRO4D from Pixabay
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Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.
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