Thoughts bubble up …

Cherry

By Rhiannonw

Tue, 12 Jan 2016
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… where’s paper and pen?

Driving along –    
in the back of my mind
rise ideas that find
words that are neat
and seem to complete
a tentative verse –
will I remember?
stop, take a break,
a note to make.

Walking along,
the line of a song,
or a new slant or fit,
to a niggly bit
swims into my thought
and needs to be caught –
is there a pen,
and a pad for a note
in my backpack or coat?

Drifting asleep,
a phrase or a rhyme,
floats in, will it keep,
’til the end of the night?
Things fade out with time.
Put on the light,
to scribble a line.

 

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Submitted by maisie on

I get these moments too!

maisie angel Guess what?  I'm still alive!

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Maisie, I thought it would resonate with many! Found this when sorting out an muddle of old  verses, some used, some unfinished, and trying to better organise. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Nice to see the cherries, thanks. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

You have described to perfection the situation of many would-be writers, Rhiannon. I can well recognise the ideas floating in one's head while drifting to sleep. I am to lazy to put on the light and make a note of those itinerant thoughts, hoping that I will remember them in the morning, but find that on waking up my mind is blank.
An excellent poem with flowing rhymes. Well done.

Luigi x

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Luigi, yes, sometimes I do, sometimes I'm sure I'll remember, but find it's elusive - sometimes to return unexpectedly! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by EB on

The need of a pen and paper when inspiration strikes. Nice one Rhiannon. 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, EB. Glad it striked a chord! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Lovely relatable poem. I have those moments a lot when driving...then poof!...they've gone replaced by boring lists of things 'to do' :) 

love_writing

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

… but sometimes we catch them! Glad you enjoyed it too, though reminding of some apparently lost inspirations! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Rhiannon

I like this little poem, with its tiny bits of inspiration coming at you in unexpected places.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jean! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

This is so true Rhiannon, beautifully summed up. Sometimes just the act of picking up a pen tangles something in my brain and I just can't write down the ideas that were flowing just seconds before. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I can understand that too, Jane! Hopefully it comes back again - often when not trying to think too hard! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

Gee Rhiannon, you really nailed it again!

Ah, yes, all those great ideas that flash through my mind... written on the wind...

I'm Shakespeare when I have no pen, pencil, paper or laptop...

and then, when I do, I've got another flash of Alzheimer's...

Great insight!!!

Terry

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Ha, ha!! Thanks, Terry. Rhiannonsmiley

 

Submitted by Deliberately Ev... on

Same for me - always when I'm driving. My experience perfectly articulated. 

The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Glad I refound this verse, AE, it seems to have brought memories to many! Thanks, I'll read your new verse when I can. regards, Rhiannon