A Pile of Junk
Contributed by Yvonne Moss
Looking for my last experience, I wrote upon.
Everything that I’m working on is at the bottom of a pile.
And, it can’t be found!
Although I’ve been lazy,
When I do look for it,
It’s hidden!
It seems to be eluding me.
It may have a mind of its own!
It becomes very frustrating,
I end up painting instead (sigh).
While painting, my mind considers other options,
Completely opposite to my quest,
So as to refocus and concentrate.
I begin to search again.
But alas, it is never found, lost forever.
I pick up a book and read,
I’ll return it at my leisure.
Unless, I get bored and force myself to complete it.
Or switch to another book!
The pile of junk continues to linger, untouched.
However, my desire is to get it out of my way.
Yet, it accumulates, gathering ideas for another day.