When I sat down to write today,
I know it sounds absurd,
But I couldn’t write a single word.
Nothing came my way.

My page was blank.
I had all these great ideas,
in the back of my mind,
So far back that I
couldn’t find
even a thread,
of those I thought of
while in bed.

So after spending most of the day,
with nothing accomplished,
I thought ok.
This is really a wasted day.
So off I went to make some muffins,
It took about an hour, with the
mixing and stirring, and sifting
of flour.

Then I sat down to start again,
I looked out the window
and saw the rain.
But no, that’s not rain it’s snow.
Well I must let you know that
where I live spring is not yet here.

I will have to wait till May,
before I can really say
that my plants will not get frostbite,
if I leave them out at night.

My mind is wandering again,
The sun has come out.
I see a blue jay on the fence,
squawking for its mate
The hawks are high in the sky
swooping and dipping
floating on air.

So I will now concentrate
on what I am doing
Which is writing a post for my blog.
My back is stiff
And my mind just a fog.

I was thinking whether
I would dare
to try to cut my hair.
It’s been six weeks or so,
since I had it cut.
I think I am in a
bit of a rut.
This staying home,
Is getting tired,
None of us are really wired.
to be unsociable.

So for today
I will put it away,
And start again tomorrow.