158. Psychodrabble

Another dip in the hot tub

psychosis, give it a miss
don’t have a hissy fit
in my psychobabble
write a drabble

a storm in fifty words or less
what a mess I made of it
my obsession
taught a lesson

never finish something
you can’t start
stream of conscience
a lot of nonsense

a thousand more
I wasn’t counting on
too many dreams
forgotten schemes

a doubledrabble dribbles
from my erratic fingers
too many themes
more rhyme than reason

an aura of something bigger
a lost participle lingers
in memory of days past
a literary gymnast

something to make me famous
at least don’t shame us
too much information
in chaotic creation

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

' an aura of something bigger
a lost participle lingers
in memory of days past
a literary gymnast'

Can only suggest one should be sober when reading this, even with feeling. Even your wording pours like a spirit blessed.. or if you will have it dramatic - liquid gold, my friend. You have a power over words that is quite extraordinary!.

[Anne Martin]

Thanks Emma. Most people run for the hills when I'm in a mood like this.

[emmajoygreen]

Moods belong to self, everyone has them or - is either a saint who never does or a sinner who does incessantly, Anne!!