As life returns to normal, post-COVID infection, I thought it might be an idea to write some longer form poems for the next 30 days, to get me back into the business of routine. Fortunately, Twitter has provided an event for that: #NaPoWriMo, which is part of #NationalPoetryMonth.

#Day11 is here a bit late, mostly because I’ve spent the day running about, feeling close to human again. COVID is still making itself felt, but it is far less stressful than was previously the case… so here is a poem about love, and how sometimes it is best left at distance.

Thank you for taking the time to read, and please comment if you like this 😀

Best Not

wholehearted, dense expression 
shifts with ease, I envy you 
within this sight, legs fail, 
chest cramps, forcing 
scrabble, inhaler’s crutch,
all this, again, too much

instead, interest remains
imagined soul domain
strength of character,
frame exudes, soft words
desire melts to opine
intelligence sublime

ageing body cannot feel
will not translate to action,
instead cognition shifts, reveals
far better reason 
love only from distance, 
in principle, instead

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