ONE OF THOSE MONDAYS

It's been one of those Mondays
when you'd quite fancy
crawling back into the lull
of the weekend.
Little mistakes here,
clumsy wordings there,
fatigue from a sleepless night.

Snow and rest landed at the weekend,
and with them that sweet feeling simmering beneath the surface
of the season ahead.
An urge to begin to fill the house
with winter flowers and branches
and candlelight,
and meet up with friends
for some punch or mulled wine
against the dark, twinkling backdrop
of café-lined streets
and people hurrying by.

So here I sit and take a deep breath,
retreating into a world of images inside one's head
and inside one's soul,

no matter what goes on on the outside.
Requiring no clumsy explanations.




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