The Lost Idea.

Goldfinch60



The idea was in my mind

To write a poem.

That poem never came

As other words took over

And another poem was written.

I wonder if I will ever write

The original poem.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2023 02:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes thoughts are overtaken by others.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 24
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Comments6

  • 2781

    I find I need to write it done straight away, otherwise it's gone, somewhere?

    • Goldfinch60

      So very true 2781, many ideas fly out of the window if I do not write them immediately.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      Sounds sort of like - oh, you know it - tomorrow is the today you worried about last week, etc, etc. Summat like that! lol.

      • Goldfinch60

        Yes it is Orchi but today is wonderful as I got up this morning.

        Andy

        • orchidee

          Today was horrible for everyone but me - I got up and sang! lol. It's utterly ruined everyone's day now!

        • Neville



          a sound observation from within sir & singularly shared

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Neville, we all have them.

            Andy

          • sorenbarrett

            This has happened so many times, even when I write down the idea immediately it changes over time, until sometimes the final product is nothing that I started with.

            • Goldfinch60

              Yes it often happens like that soren but at least we write something.

              Andy

            • rhmn_7

              Those poems are never truly forgotten but waiting for the right time in the back of your head 😉

              • Goldfinch60

                You may well be write rhm_7. Thank you.

                Andy

              • Bella Shepard

                How true your words dear Andy, been there so many times. The older I get, the more slender the thread that tries to hold onto a thought. Oh well, what will be will be, or maybe not be. Good write my friend.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Bella, you are so right about that slender thread of thought.

                  Andy



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