Sep 14 2008
A Mused
Captured the mind?
that constantly
ticks and
scratches
with pulse and pen
a furtive eye
sanguine wit
reStless soul
The thought ejects itself
like a factory second
and explodes into
laughter
splattering against the wall
And then it plays
the tune again
a silly ditty
that repeats over
and over in my mind
until I’d rather hear
teeth grating tin foil
‘til I’d rather be herding
cats in a tornado
But above the roar it
plays
and plays some more
and I daren’t wonder
at its truth
or its eyes
and can only be
a-Mused
until the music ends (will it?)
copyright 2008
5 responses so far
“cats in a tornado”
You have arrived.
Congrats on the new digs, S
Love it.
~m
i have to admit, michael, i loved the image of trying to herd cats in a tornado.
arrived? mehopes. thanks, dear.
sarah
A poem for poems and poets..
Lovely. I love the way it was written.
hello dm,
i’m so glad you came by. thank you, yes - poems and poets, to be sure.
sarah
Hiya Sarah.
Congratulations on your new site. Thank you for letting me know. I’ll update.
I hope the music will never end. Your pen dances so well.
Brilliant!
hiya sherma,
thank you! that’s a wonderful, a dancing pen. i really like that.
sarah
A lovely verse for a lovely place. BTW, I love the signature.
hello darlin’!
thank you, do you really like it? i’ve looked at so many themes and plugins and stats programs and layouts for the last three days my eyes have crossed and it’s all a blur to me.
the signature is a fun thing, isn’t it?
sarah
Hey, nice place you’ve got here. I just LOVE what you’ve done with the bathrooms!
Hehe. I really like that metaphor. Sometimes I can even relate to it.
-smith
hello smith!
thank you.
nice to see you here. yes, the line was inspired i think.
sarah