Meaningless Words, Meaningless World

It used to be easy …

Find a view

Find a café

Sit and savour the scene and caffeine

Sigh with satisfaction

The knowing of being home

The words flowing sweetly into my being

(Not into my head)

Down my pen and painted on page

New-found truth and story so droll

That’s how I roll

Escaping myself

Losing the obstruction that’s me

Out of my own meddling way

Like a bamboo with the knots removed

I allowed the stream of songs

Of stories, of poems,

Of truths that stir and sillinesses that tickle

Word upon word is laid

Like a tapestry, a carpet of magic