For These Small Mercies (we proffer thanks)
Today, so far at least,
is one of Gentle shattered-ness;
welcome relief
from yesterday’s griping
pain and aches.
An ever present undertow,
of generalized discomfort,
still leaves the space
for a richly varied range
of sensory attacks.
Will it be muscles,
joints, gastritis, or other
less easily defined
components of
the neurological kind.
Today at least
I have enjoyed a time
of gentle relaxation,
an ease of body
and a calmer mind.
Malcolm Evison
20 July 2017
this post also appears on my poetry blog
Mal's Factory
