it’s late, and I’ve been out all day.
I’m tired, but I still have a little energy
and if you required it I would willingly
push my body into physical activity –
walk through the night to keep you company,
paint your kitchen,
or saw timber to build shelves –
but my brain is feeling lazy
all evening it has been sleeping fitfully.
no amount of prodding and poking
will induce it to think up a poem
inspired by the letter L
©Jane Paterson Basil