to be back...non-contrite

i haven't had a chance
in your direction to glance
much ado the last few days
my attention been drawn all ways...

how I've missed to pen a thought
a moment that my attention might have caught
the camera lens 2 days dormant
waiting to capture and become my informant...

and thus my first write eventually
everything alive, together consensually
ado behind refreshed awoken
in the solitude of silence not much spoken...

forth a hunger to bite deep
the road forward to climb may be steep

but the burning embers be bright
a new approach caught alight
whatever may have been contrite
has simply.....taken flight.

RB.