How do I tether,
My wandering mind?
Losing my focus,
From time to time.
I guess that daydreaming,
Is one term for it?
Here at my desk,
In my chair, as I sit.
Thinking about T.V.
Last night what I watched.
Egotistical actress,
Whose surgery was botched.
Then, there’s that news,
A storm’s on the way.
Will linger and rain,
For maybe three days.
A report on the radio,
That actor just died.
Lost a battle with cancer,
I wanted to cry.
Sit and dwell upon,
The stories told.
Stare at my monitor,
Wish my report would load.
- Author: WriteBeLight ( Offline)
- Published: August 28th, 2017 07:51
- Category: Humor
- Views: 80
Comments10
My mind is all over the place and I often myself nodding and making appropriate noises without having a clue what is being said. Love the write WBL
I can relate. Ha Ha. Thanks Michael!
See - I even forgot to put the word 'find' in the above comment !!
If you notice my mind wandering around your neighborhood, please send it home.
Cute poem, WBL.
Will do Louis and thanks!
Oohh a fine write WBL.
Thanks orchidee!
I understand what you are saying, happens to me all the time. Great write
Thank you Tony. Appreciate it 🙂
Welcome
Errr? What was I gonna' reply? Oh yeah...Good write, thanks for sharing.
Appreciate it docstorm!
Great write. I too relate to this and like you don't want to unleash my mind to wonder on negativity. It robes us energy to do the good. The only time I'm really focused is when I'm drafting patterns and dealing with measurements, they it is impossible to think about anything else. Thanks for sharing.
You are so correct about using energy wisely! Thank you so much Malu! And, you are very welcome 🙂
This is good way to kill the waiting time. I shall try it next time. Hope my mind can still find the way home. Nice writing.
Thank you. Our software is slow, sometimes, so I will put the time to good use 🙂
Oh this poem is so relatable! I absolutely love this poem! Great job!
Thanks Christina! We have a lot in common 🙂
i can relate to the message,,loved it !
It happens to me all of the time. Thanks wordman!
Minds can go everywhere except that place that it needs to be, must make the tea, and that wandering, Joyce will be up in a minute, can create all types, what shall we have for dinner, of problems for, we have some pork in the 'fridge, us during the, I wonder where that book is, day.
Sounds like my house! Thanks Goldfinch!
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