Friday, March 20, 2009

Did you ever have one of those days?


Poem, Untitled
by Robert H. Brague


The page is blank, like my life.
All sorts of subjects flit through my mind
On the way to somewhere else
But not one settles down, makes itself
Comfortable, takes root, or starts to grow
Upward toward the light that arches
High above, beckoning all things to
Itself, not a single one.

The page is empty, like my brain.
I want to write a poem
But nothing comes to mind,
Only a formless maelstrom,
Swirling like one of the
Hundred million galaxies
Out there in the cosmos,
Moving toward the light.

(Copyright 2007 Robert H. Brague)

9 comments:

Pat - Arkansas said...

One? If only just one!

I liked your not-a-poem.

Dr.John said...

Very interesting piece of poetry.I suppose it was worth copy writing but trust me I would never steal it.

Rosezilla said...

I want your form of mental block! I think of lovely, amazing things just as I'm drifting off to sleep - and the next morning they are gone...

Yorkshire Pudding said...

That's a good poem Rhymes and though I may not know much about fixing cars or quadratic equations, I do know something about poetry. Exceptional work from a fellow lunatic!

rhymeswithplague said...

To each of you I say a very heartfelt "thank you" for your comment.

Pat - Not-a-poem. That's a good description!

Dr. John - My powers of discernment are barely functioning but I gather that you probably didn't care much for my poem. In what ways did you find it "very interesting" though? I'd really like to know.

Rosezilla (Tracie) - I have that same problem sometimes. I have learned to get out of bed and write them down.

Yorkshire Pudding - I don't know much about fixing cars either but I can still recite the quadratic equation (I won't do it just now, though). Thank you for your comment; I appreciate it very much. It is very encouraging to me, coming from an actual teacher of English, lunatic or not.

rhymeswithplague said...

P.S. to Y.P. - If you can stand it, there is more of my lunatic side here (and more poetry in Chapter 33)

Ruth Hull Chatlien said...

I've had days like that. Too many.

jinksy said...

Try the back of an envelope - far less dunting than a blank page, and guaranteed to keep your mind on the ball, to stop the words from falling off the edge! Like what your blank page ended up with, though...

rhymeswithplague said...

Hi, Ruth in Illinois and jinksy in the UK. Thanks for dropping by the old blog.