I use this blog to cover various things that interest and delight me. This includes creative writing: the adventure of the mystic detective, the lives of some imaginary characters (including my spiritual director Q who can be consulted by email) and some poems.
Wednesday, 18 July 2012
Sleepless in Nairobi, poem
Sleepless in Nairobi
Sleepless in Nairobi
Again
Can’t really blame the ancestors
Or the food
Or the drink
Or the lack of sex.
Sleepless in Nairobi
And I’m thinking of you
Those tender moments
Hearts on the train
Love on a bike/
Prayer in a ruined abbey.
Sleepless in Nairobi
And the TV is dull
So are my books
And my texts home.
Sleepless in Nairobi
I’ve been here before
And I want to come home
But there’s no plane tomorrow
And my work is not done.
Sleepless in Nairobi
And the pen falls from my hand
And I collapse on the bed
And meet my oblivion.