I dread the moment
Inspiration hits
Water still trickling
Soap suds dripping
I pause, eyes wide
Stanzas forming unbidden
On a screen midair
Though my facsimile of
Technology is of
No aid to me there
I hurriedly try to rinse and
Slosh out of the stream
Reading and re-reading in my mind
RAM too limited to comply
Running laps in
A brain capable
Of saving only a few lines
I can sing them back
Rap the rhyme
An exercise that’s always futile
A jumble of half-formed stanzas
Ideas thrown in the drum
Like they were sent
Through a tumble dryer
Left to cool
Tangled and shrunken
Instead of crisp and arranged
All flapping on the line
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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Name: Dandiflyers Physical Characteristics: These minuscule fey have both floral and insectoid characteristics. Their appearance is that of a dandelion seed with wings and appendages of floating fluff with a rather fuzzy-looking head.
By K.B. Silver Exclusive • 3 months ago
Comments (4)
Oooh, mad flow! Poetic dreamy with a ton of truth. Will get reread...
Oooo, this was so creative and relatable as well. Loved your poem!
Ahaha, I saw this and I have also felt this many times. I swear to myself each time I will remember, yet my fallible mind fails me over and over! Well crafted and heartily relatable.
This is very relatable. I lose ideas to mental chaos all the time. Inspiration hits at the least opportune times. Excellent poem, beautifully told.