Murky Today

But I don’t mind.
I generally find,
whether it’s bright or grey,
that the landscape here
has something to say.

It may well be telling me
that it’s time to return
to where it’s cosy;
that there are logs to burn
and radiators to turn up high.

It might be hinting
that there’s a laptop waiting
to be switched on
and photographs to be uploaded
and words that need writing.

And,
to tell you the truth,
I’ve always been able
to take a hint.
Here’s the proof.


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