Poetry : Thinking On The Brain
Oh, bother."— Winnie The Pooh
In the words of Winnie The Pooh, "Think, think, think!"
So I was trying to think of a new poem a few days ago, and found myself distracted by several things. But then, this poem came out of those distractions, so when life throws you lemons, make a poem.
Write write write, my brain insists,
Write of love, goodwill and peace;
But the mosquito bites me and I itch,
I pick my pen and give it a pitch'!
I try again, pick up my pen,
To continue writing because I can;
The man outside drop something with a bang,
I go, "Oh for fudge' sake whang a dang!"
Think think think, I try to think,
Then my phone goes off with a ping!
Someone needs help with something or other,
So I have to help, oh brother.
Think on the sly, think on the brain,
Think of something, what a pain;
Stop the jumping, stop the noise,
Silent the phone, lower your voice!
I hope my coffee will keep me awake,
I need to write this, for goodness sake;
Wide awake, but the brain rebels,
My eyebrows twitch, my hands tremble.
Argh! I cry out, What do I do?
I got nothing, so sad boohoo!
So I write on nothing that which I gain,
Yet this poem comes out, I'm thinking on the brain.
In conclusion: Ah, look what I just wrote, something out of nothing.
A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people."
--Thomas Mann, Essays of Three Decades
© 2019 Lynne Samuel