Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Fanciful Visions

     A thought flew by
       I tried to snatch it
     But from the air
       I just could not grab it

     Next floats an image
       along the banks of my brain
     Yet when I try to recall it
       it slips down the drain

     Then ‘fore my eyes a rainstorm
       furious its pellets, slit-slanted its form --
     O, to trap her lightning in a bottle
       yet though I lunge, she's going full throttle…

    Seems I just haven’t much luck
       with fanciful visions I would pluck

    My lithe and limber fingers gnarl up…                     
       Stop saying ‘Timber’ ~ they’re stuck

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Bill Baker April 3, 2024 at 6:33 PM Unique and creative, Gershon poetry. I enjoy reading your poetry, gw. Have a great week, my friend. BB Gershon Wolf April 3, 2024 at 7:49 PM Bill, I really appreciate this comment. It's so nice to know that someone out there in Soup-land enjoys one's attempts. Thanks a million, Gershon

Jerry Brotherton April 3, 2024 at 5:29 PM A clever poem, my friend. Sometimes, it seems like my inspiration loves to play jokes on me.

Terry Flood April 3, 2024 at 3:25 PM Welcome to my brain, GW. I’d bet many here will sympathise your torment. Enjoyed. Terry Gershon Wolf April 3, 2024 at 7:48 PM I know what you mean, Terry. My brain is your brain. Your brain is my brain. We're both nuts. ~ Ku-ku-ka-choo, I am the Walrus

Hilda Greenhough April 3, 2024 at 11:37 AM A great poem. Give up on the elusive and aim for the attainable. Ending was very good.

Mike Gentile April 3, 2024 at 10:28 AM Many a vision I've reached for GW, your fun and witty poem shows just how elusive they can be! Keep Trying!! Happy Wednesday!!

Heidi Sands April 3, 2024 at 6:46 AM Well written Gershon! :)