Spirit Voices, speak to me gently...

oh spirit-voices

help me compose my lost thoughts

scurrying from me

~

wait? no time to wait

it flies by unrecorded

each thought a poem

~

guilt-ridden to be

speaking with no intent to

write it in haiku

~

five, seven and five

words need writing in that form

else I feel I've failed

~

*by the way, "My Thursday" went well. Butts (mine and Pal's) parked in comfy chairs at Starbucks for approximately 3 hours. I then (took the high road) called hubby and asked him to meet me at Texas Grill for a snack and a little karaoke. I sang: Down at the Twist and Shout (Mary Chapin Carpenter), Wonder (Nat. Merchant), All or Nothing (Cher), Mack the Night (Bobby Darin) and Don't Let Me Get Me (Pink). Hmmm, what shall I sing tonight...?