Sometimes

Sometimes the words
Just sit
Inside my head
For they
Don’t want
To play.
And try as I might
Cannot make them
Come out.
But they are there
I know they are.
It’s just that
I see one or two
But cannot find
The right order
In my mind.
But tomorrow
Is another day
And then they
Might gladly say
Write us this way.
But do not delay
For
Sometimes the words
Just sit
Inside my head.

Martin Delemare
2nd September 2007