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Sunday Just Give Me Some Direction
I was gonna do this, then gonna do that
But I lay with the dog instead
It's Sunday, still only 10am
I really should get out of bed
I have ordered a food processor
To give purpose to my day
I've moved to be near a charger
It's an achievement, come what may
I want to achieve more
Let's get a list on the go
Silent meditation at the monastery
Art interaction at the gallery
Shred red cabbage and carrot and attempt to invent the best coleslaw in the world...
Hmm somewhere I can touch stones... I like that kind of thing
Charity shopping to restock my reserves of hint of the goth clothing
Something family outing style (oh but the moaning when no one agrees...)
In fact can I be transported in my pyjamas with the dog just to somewhere prettier with waves and a breeze - I'll write a poem about it
The burden of 'the shower' looms
The absence of 'the breakfast' mocks
The list of things I 'should do' shames
I shall clean the bathrooms whilst listening to music... Any time now
I'll leap out of bed in a minute
(Just so you know)
I'm derailing my dreams
By remaining half asleep
I must not just make a list
But some promises I keep
I do everything in stop/starts
Great merit followed by being still
Fretting the in-between
"My life won't start until..."
I'll choose to just be
Somewhere quite soon
It'll definitely be
Not much before or after noon
For poetry helps
Me unburden my mind
But sometimes
I use it to waste lots of time
I'll immerse myself into Sunday
Take myself and others (if willing)
Experience something
Something fulfilling
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