Words to the
left of me
words to the
right
beneath, behind in front of
me
everywhere in sight
Prompts or ‘check this out guys’
challenges or nay
words will not escape this head
in the night or in the day
Never had this urge before
quite like I have now
word upon word they follow me
don’t know why or even how
Notepad, pen I carry
in case a word does strike
sentences, paragraphs resonate
another line will come tonight
I should be tending to my chores
but no no no they wait
dust collecting on the floors
so much is on my plate
So serve me up instead I ask
a dinner full of talent
let my words inside me grow
to a poetical savant
I’ve met so many ‘artists’
I’m in awe of how they write
words bounce off in minutes
do they suffer sleepless nights?
or does this ‘stuff’ come easy
they just feel and then they soar
whilst me I’m still just learning
and I crave the need for more
No there won’t be any fortunes made
with words I scroll on here
I do it for myself, this quest
so let me make that clear
What have you Poets done to me??
I started this to ‘ramble’
words more words and poetry
my life, is now
Word Scrambled
Dedicated to these brilliant people who have turned me into a complete mental case lover of words and their meaning and in no particular order:-
ruleofstupid
Susan L Daniels
Stephen Kellogg’s Blog
A Prayer Like Gravity
shirleychalmers
faceatthewindow
UnfetteredBS
whimsymimsy
knocked over by a feather
ivonnemontijo
myspokenheart
randomaveragegirl
Blue Girl Poems
Another Wandering Soul
If I have left anyone out, I humbly apologise – kick my butt and tell me and of course you will be listed.
2 additions – my butt was indiscreetly kicked 🙂
Ramblings From A Mum 