Well, it is Saturday again….where did the week go. I hope all’s well with you. I was reminiscing on how it use to be when I did most of my writing with pen and paper and how there’d be a build up of paper wads on the floor due to my starting and stopping in the writing process….back in the day.
The computer has certainly made my writing ‘area’ a neater environment to work in, saved me time not having to clean-up and yet, at times, I still miss the mess. It looked like I had actually done something or spent time trying to. It’s a funny thing….this life thing.
My best to all of you this Saturday day in April. Smile if you can.
Ctumpled Paper On The Floor
Back in the day I would pick up a pen
and write on some paper and stop only when,
I’d make a mistake that would alter my thought
and I’d crumple the paper…. feeling distraught.
And if it was so I was lagging behind,
cause the heart wouldn’t agree with the bumbling mind,
I’d stop, start and throw crumpled paper to the floor
and hour after hour, I’d wonder what for
since ever so often I’d forget what I wrote
and search the floor’s carnage for a tossed away note
or verse or some saying…. I wrote that I liked,
and finding it, wondering…. why it got me so psyched.
But time has pressed on, it’s a keyboard I strike….
forming all of my words and…. if the thoughts I dislike
then I just hit a key and the old thoughts are gone….
No mess to deal with…. I simply type on.
But time has not changed the heart and the mind
and often my thoughts are distressed and behind
but at least I don’t worry about what’s on the floor
I just keep on a typing….still wondering what for….
but, in my defense….after all.…it’s Saturday.
© copyright 2013 t. j. gargano