Please, do not disturb!

Please, do not disturb!

Please, do not disturb

I'm trying to net a thought.

It was an art,

forgetfulness;

where thoughts

fly in to land

only to be blown.

" Gone with the wind."

Forgotten in an instant.

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Always four in the morning when those thoughts fly in. Come eight, they're gone.

[andrew mitchell]

haha Paul I laugh cos I share your comments lol. Thank you Paul.

[V]

Relatable content, I could the thoughts flying away, light one containing a nice use of words.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Vanessa It's always those ones that get away! lol. I wished I wrote down.

[V]

Yes, I had the same experience last night... You're welcome.