Ideas Will Not Leave Me Alone

Ideas come prancing but I do not have the time
They try to open me up, to swizzle around in my mind.
I intentionally ignore them, hoping they will go away.
They dance a watusi, fully intending to stay

What is it? I yell, irritated that they will not give me a break.
They chortle and chant and snicker. For goodness sakes!
Ideas are swishing and swirling, all alive in my mind.
Poetry? Art? What are they wanting? Will I find out in time?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
October 9, 2021 at 9:21 AM
Ah, but you do find the time, thank goodness! If you did not, we would not be treated to all the wonderful art and poetry you share with us.
Krutsinger Avatar
October 10, 2021 at 5:45 AM
Thank you Hank. I had two grandsons spend the night. They are still sleeping. I have already painted for a couple of hours while they slumbered, unaware.
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