Focus

Nothing distracts a writer from writing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The room is quiet.

The light is dim.

The windows are open,

Letting cool air in.

Music flows from outside,

And children's laughter.

Dogs bark in time,

To the parents banter.

Papers are scattered,

Books are spread.

One cat goes fishing,

While the other yowls to be fed.

The teapot whistles,

The fire crackles.

Moths gather,

While birds heckle.

But all noise is lost,

On the man doing his will,

As the only sound he hears,

Is the scratching of his quill

Reviews

[WritersSoul]

Hmm, i love the rhyme in this poem as it alll fits perfectly.
good write :)

[....]

Staying focused sometimes is hard to do, I love the flow of this write....xo

[Marie Harrison]

Ah...pute concentration.
A man focused on his work.