No poem today..
No poem I write here upon this day,
My brain, my imagination has stayed away.
Tired my eyes as old age descends,
Aches and pains my body rends.
No waves no storm to wake my bowl,
Empty, unfilled, as a beggars bank roll.
Too quiet this day, for some a perfection,
For me I need my thoughts reflection.
To bed I retire and hope not all is lost,
As at night my iced brain will hopefully
Defrost.......