It’s sunny out, and usually on days
Like this, I’d think “You know, I really should
Go out into the Peak District!” I would
Berate myself so much for being lazy,
As my free time dissolved into a hazy
Round of Netflix, napping; “That’s no good!
Go out! Explore the heath, the wild, the wood!
Hear skylarks warble! Watch the spring lambs graze!
Don’t stay indoors!” My inner voice would chide,
It used to instigate, but now, it warns:
“Stay in! Watch Netflix! Don’t go out at all!
Our roles reversed, I long to go outside,
Explore the wilds, the woods, the moors, the lawns,
It’s so much harder, now, to fight their call.
Tom Juniper Poetry 