Head Chasing Tail

i was downstairs watching TV; a poem birthed to mind; i paused the show and ran upstairs; immediately had no idea what my "inspiration" had been. so here to you now is my head chasing tail.

Head Chasing Tail

I lost the most important elf

my thoughts to write and bring 

to you my friends and neighbors same;

a place where angels sing.

you see my friends, as muse unfurled

my hand was not so quick

i could not find a paper scrap

nor pen nor candles wick;

and so in darkness i appealed

to memory short and lost

to clue to me the mystery

of poems lost in frost.

E.

09/18/2016

Author's Note

Reviews

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I had a great review all ready to go, but my fingers forgot what my mind said lol. Personally, I can not relate to this at all...smirk. A friend of mine suggested a pocket recorder. A great idea, if I could remember to get one when I'm out.
You are a phenomenal writer, E!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha! love your thoughts lynn ... now ...what where they again ....;}
E.
ps. thank you so much! :))

[Cherrie]

How many times have I muttered a poem over and over in search of paper.
My kingdom for a pen, cries the poet

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahahaha indeed ... and so we all eh!? ... Cherrie .. one of the women at Church is an author and poet .. i newly discovered that ... so now we are 3 eh!? :) .... glad you enjoyed .. happens all the time doesn't it?!
E.

[Cherrie]

That is wonderful news. A poet right under your nose.
You'll have to drag her to the cafe

[Einstein Noodle]

she's interested .. i'll give her the address tomorrow if she hasn't already visited.

[William Michael Reeves]

You just can't imagine the laugh I got reading this! I'm surrounded by paper grocery bags, envelopes and the backs of other poems right now. Envelopes are my fav. They're everywhere ready to be ready for the fleeting moment of an idea. But as you probably know the good ones are hard to forget

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha ... your review made me laugh and laugh again .. we all have them, paper this and that; and something to write with .. i have come to think that those times when inspiration is lightning and comes and goes before one can capture any of it .. it goes to the muse's keep box .. to roll around with all the other poet's lost inspired thoughts and words .. and someday rolls out changed into another's noodle :)))))))))))) glad you enjoyed my friend .. and thanks so very much for all your reviewing .. greatly appreciated :)
E.

[Neville]

it happens to me all the time and increasingly so ... thought I would re-visit these fine words, to remind my self .. and say hello again :)

[Einstein Noodle]

Thanks Nev! Sometimes I think we loose them into the Muse's Ether .. where they swirl around a bit and end up on someone elses quill ;) love on ya brother! thanks again
E.

[Neville]

... You my friend are more than
a) welcome √
&
b) worth it √

N :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Perhaps if you ate Avocados... or Pomegranates...
your memory would be sharp as a kid in school.
I wake in the middle of the night with very
little memory and grab a pen and paper and
draft a poem with no meter at all.
However, when you write about Birds...
it seems that you can make up where you
left off... just like the birds do with their song.
I like your poem. It reminds me of the Movie "Entrapment"
withe Sean Connery... a rather old man now...
courting a young girl... you should see the Movie...
very Romantic for oldies that have a lot of energy.
truly, Pat p.s. your poems are always exciting for me
to read.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts Pat .. :) i have eaten both avocados and pomegranates but only rarely .. i think they are both tasty and fun to eat but they never hooked me .. peace and joy and bless those marvelous birds of yours :)
E.

[Einstein Noodle]

ps. i will look for "Entrapment" ..i like Sean Connery

[Kelly Kepler]

Oh, how we all lose those precious ideas and thoughts.

Well said.

[Einstein Noodle]

i decided they are not actually lost but stored in the muse cloud .. swirling around with so many others and then popped out into one who is prepared with pen and paper ;))))))))) thanks for finding this oldie .. peace Kelly
E.

[Kelly Kepler]

Kind of like lost socks in the wash, they all gotta be somewhere. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha yes! in fact i have a loner sitting on top of my dresser at this moment .. pining away for its mate :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[Barbara Walker]

I think I had the thought
That this happens to me
Quite a lot.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) we are not alone are we ...:))) thank you for finding this one Barb!
E.

[barleygirl]

This is a great depiction of the failing oldster that I've become! I have to keep my notepad by the TV so I can catch those inspirations that come zinging to me (usually when watching live music). If I had to climb stairs, that dip in oxygen would surely erase my hard drive! *wink! wink!* I love this one, very playful & imaginative! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

Dahlink...such a treat and a big smile for your visit and review...glad you enjoyed ...you are surely not in the "group" however ... i know you wish you were ... but you are way to young!

[barleygirl]

Yeah but I been rode hard & put up wet . . .

[Einstein Noodle]

ooooooooooooo i think i love you baby! ;)))

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

How did i miss this poem? It's beautifully written! Your hands/writing has about three seconds to pick something out the treasure-chest/inspiration, before it closes on your fingers and whatever you have out of it in that impossible time to choose, you make the best with. That's the path and trials of a poet lol. Great poem, enjoyed the read. All poets can relate.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes and yes again! you said it better than i! ouchie ouch ouch! ... the door slams, the fingers pinched and the brain goes numb ;)) thanks for "finding" this one Cyprian .. i am reminded once again to keep pen and paper close at hand .. i appreciate your visits always ...
E.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're most welcome :)

[Ken Simm.]

This is what I heard called a CRAFT moment. That is an acronym for 'can't remmber a f..... thing'. When you get to my age there are two things that go. The first is your memory and I can't remember what the second thing is.
This is wit personified. I love it.

[Einstein Noodle]

my sister told me that memory trouble is God's way of making sure of our exercising ..one goes up the stairs and can't remember what it was to get ..so back down the stairs where memory revives so back up the stairs again to fetch the damn whatever! ;{ i am happy you enjoyed sir .. and your crafty review :)
E.

[Tony Jordan]

I often walk into a room only to forget why I'm there at all then when I walk back into the oriiginal room I remember!! It's as if the memories leaked out but can be salvaged by the dump-trunk that is the mind. It doesn't always happen. Perhaps you left your own truck's tipper in the up position E! lol
Well the consolation isn't so bad here but that you're kicking yourself in this (with healthy good humour I might add) is very evident.
Tragi-comedy they name (in this instance) is E!

[Einstein Noodle]

:) aint it the truth Tony ... thank you for the visit .. much appreciated and will return in kind for sure
E.

[Tony Jordan]

Your welcome E. Muchly