There is a known phenomenon,
A universal state,
When everything's turned upside down
And dumped upon your plate;
You run around in circles,
Your mind is out of sync,
Completely out of balance
And it's driving you to drink!
The natives call it 'restless wind'
I can't recall the name -
It's totally frustrating
And probably to blame
For my lack of creativity,
My pen has long gone dry -
I hit my head against the wall
So hard it makes me cry;
Now that's a bit unsettling,
It's time to get a grip -
There must be something I can write
Straight-shooting from the hip;
Nothing too incredible,
Something short and sweet
Might be just the ticket now
To stand me on my feet;
So.......... OK, Frank, I get the point
Not good to sit and stew -
Instead I'll get off my dead butt
And write this poem for you!
Thanks for the boost, Frankie J. I needed that!
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/restless-wind/
