Bathful of Thoughts

After a trying day, I find That a dip in the realms of poetrysoup Is like a warm bath with bubbles around So relaxing,, so reviving of the mind - Firstly I soap myself with words of others Rinsing them off with a comment or two Then I lie contented in a bathful of thoughts Till it’s time to wrap myself in what I write too - So IPad in hand I start to write The words flow like ice cream on a warm night Dare not stop to think, just write what comes next For an aperitif, I read the words out loud to find A glassful of Oh My’s follow the text As I peruse the words that flowed so easily Have to shell a few sentences along the way The walnuts of knowledge sometimes go awry I look at my effort, think hmm maybe yes ok Can post this in poetrysoup wait for their says See if this evening of laziness was what was required That my walk in the words of poetry relaxed my brain. In my bed, poetry free, now it’s time to start again 03/03/2013