Confused

I sit now writing this poem, 

nothing special, you know, the norm. 

As my hands begin to type the words 

I am losing memory of what I heard. 

What was I writing? 

What was the subject of my muse? 

Oh goodness, I am so confused!

©  2012 The Refined Poet.  All rights reserved.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

As a writer I know this feeling. A poem can start so strongly and then sort of lose direction. A relatable write. Thank you

Chris

[The Refined Poet]

Thanks for your comments.

[Brad Dehler]

Classic, spinning the wheels as a writer. Thank you for this. So true with a dash of levity. -Brad Dehler

[The Refined Poet]

It gets like that at times! Thanks for sharing.

[Brad Dehler]

Absolutely!

[Donna]

I really like this poem! It made me smile!

[The Refined Poet]

I am glad it did!