English Evades

English evades me elusively at present, language of my mind.

Silence fills fathomless inner gaps where my thoughts I should find.

A peace, at least, I hope I find sometimes... when my weathered art is good.

Consumed in need, a hand could bleed out all rhythm and ink-soaked time…If I am still in the mood.

But dreams need to eat, idle poets are lean, and work left my hands feeling dry.

Best to hope in faith, give love, pray and eventually, again...try.

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