A Locum I

A LOCUM I

I’m not sure
That we aren’t
Everywhere
All the time
Just not paying
Due attention
At the moment
With so much going on
And so forth

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 15, 2016, in Poetry and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. I know I’ve been there!

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  2. Same over here, yes, this is it exactly and no way of knowing either, is there…

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  3. I haven’t had a working computer for months and used a tablet for the last while. Dreadful experience and not for me! Now I’m back on track but my muse has deserted me. Thanks for being there for me and keeping me going.

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  4. feeling fortunate
    for these places
    which still have food, water
    & not being bombed 🙂

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