A sudden desire to write

and a poem was born

Sorry

it’s been a while,

but busyness pervades my life.

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I want to sit and write,

I want to sit and muse,

but mostly I find myself

rushing

with no clear direction.

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The garden is ticking over,

the caravan gives us all we need.

The house is largely forgotten.

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One day,

soon I hope,

I’ll be back.

Writing, musing…

For now,

busyness has taken over.

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I wanted to pop in with a quick post, just to say I am still here, I still love Substack and I still love to write but other things are taking priority right now. I know, how can I ever be a writer if I don’t prioritise my writing?

When the thought popped in my head and I recited the first line to myself, I realised it could become a poem. And so, here we have it, an attempt at poetry, a subject I know nothing about, but I liked the rhythm.