There’s a hole in my head
Where thoughts come in
And a machine that whirls them around.
There’s a route from my brain to my pen
On page
And on the paper they’re found.
I wonder where the thoughts came from
And how
From ether’s cosmic flotsam,
They find a way to penetrate
My mind
And then I have to jot some
Notes to take, a word or few,
Flowing ink, that’s how they grew
So fast and so erratic.
Sort them out,
Place just so.
Bloody hell, ecstatic
It feels to me
When out they pour,
Knocking, pushing at my door.
Let me out, they seem to say,
We’re stuck. Your brain’s no place to play.
Put us, black upon the white,
We’ll dance around
And so, take flight
Until we’re tired
And rest, just right.
Yes, this is the voice of my little Hamtaros!!
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Is that your Muse?! 🙂 x
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Ahhhh no those are my little plot hamsters…. my Muse is my beloved in far away Japan, whom I have not met yet but has my heart just the same 😉
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Cute name for them. Japan sounds intriguing. 🙂 x
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Too true. I’m waking up constantly through the night now trying to remember without writing down. And, it has actually worked. Not doing much for my beauty sleep though! 🙂 x
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Too true. I’m waking up constantly through the night now trying to remember without writing down. And, it has actually worked. Not doing much for my beauty sleep though! 🙂 x
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Beautifully written!
‘It feels to me
When out they pour,
Knocking, pushing at my door.
Let me out, they seem to say,
We’re stuck. Your brain’s no place to play.’
– I love that, and completely relate.
#PA Miss Lou
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Thank you. Glad you relate. 🙂 x
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YW 🙂
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Nope. I’m going to have to ask. What’s YW? 🙂 x
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You’re Welcome.. lol!! I’m so sorry for the excessive delay in response!!
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Obvious now, when I see it. I’m getting an education in text speak while blogging. 🙂 x
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I love love love this! When I was reading it I had the same kind of joy I feel when I’m reading “A Light In The Attic” to my girls.
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Thank you. I will now go and google ‘A Light In The Attic’! 🙂 x
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I’ve checked it out. I’ll have to buy it. A little controversial it seems. All the more appealing. 🙂 x
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Really??? I have been in love with it since I was a little kid. That and Where The Sidewalk Ends. I even bought my own copies and read them to the girls. It must be because I’m such a wild woman. 😉
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From what I read online, there was some controversy over suitability for kids, with people going a bit mental over some poems. Big Brother stuff, by the sounds of it. You know, Little Red Riding Hood is full of violence and encourages kids to talk to strangers. Goldilocks should have been charged with breaking and entering. Silence of the Lambs had a psychopath …oh no, that one was unsuitable! :)x
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This is great, especially the first two lines. Sometimes I feel like there’s a second hole where the ideas pour out again if I don’t write them down quick enough!
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so, are you submitting to the Paperbook? 🙂
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I’ve submitted one. Might put another in. Thanks for the link. 🙂 x
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🙂
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Two more in! 🙂 x
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Sounds great! I actually haven’t sent mine LOL I have until later to decide. I’m kind shy about my stuff LOL
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Go for it. You encouraged me. I wasn’t even aware it existed. 🙂 x
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You are hilarious…how you do it and raising a family and teaching kids to boot!!! my hero’s in Scotland, that’s for sure;) blessings and hugs
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Thanks. Most days my head’s in a bit of a whirl. Have to catch the thoughts as they flow. 🙂 x
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wow, really neat to hear your “process”
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I’m glad you said, “process”. It sounds as if there’s method to it then. 🙂 x
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Amazing!
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🙂 x
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