Not a moment to blink
Not a moment to ink
The page is all bare
Not a minute to spare
But now a respite
Some time to at last write
Emerged from great travel journeys
Steeped in culture and showtime memories
Suddenly, it has become all quiet
Just normal everyday stuff, gone back to a diet
Taking advantage of this restful interlude
Admin catch up and shopping for food
Written in Richmond Hill, Ontario - 30th July 2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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More poetic than complaining about jet lag. Great sense of connection amidst a 'feeling' that is typically alienating and weird- good way for people who have been traveling to adjust and reconnect. Great poem!