When the words that normally flow
have gone somewhere
that only they know,
a degree of silence
may be forthcoming.
By the Book (sic)
By the Book (sic)
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When your brain is having a bit of a day off
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Graeme Sandford 
Silence is a lie – there is always noise coming in.
Ah, shall we just say that noise levels are somewhat lower than usual? G:)
Or there’s too much wax in the ear?
Close the eyes, close the mouth, listen to the rhythm and heartbeat of the body, and then the air as it touches the skin; feel the rumble in the earth beneath your bare feet, the life going about its business in buzzes and scritches. It’s all there, maybe not in words, but in sensations.
How to put those sensations into words? No idea, but I’m not a poet, just slightly prosaic.
Ha! When we have recovered from the Covid, then perhaps my brain will return to “normal” and the voices start talking to me once more. Unwell times
😦
Ah, the monster came to your home. I wish you a speedy recovery, and a rapid return to wordsmithing.
Take care, get well.
We had to go to a family wedding in Liverpool – and it was in the goody bag we brought back. Ty. G:)
Take care
Your prose is marvellous. G:)