For a long time I have not written to Poetic Bloomings prompts, although I keep an eye. Today has been a good day, in practical terms. The result, though, could have been better. I constantly suffer from comparison with others – they are always much better… No excuse for failure.
Poetic Bloomings #117 – Baffled
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How come I stood all day
just wondering when time would come
and pondering it over?
My plans and dreams
turning to bleak irritation
when the day grew into an evening,
then night
and I’ve done nothing
all that day
but plan.
© 2013, soul mary
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This is very good. Sometimes I feel like that, too.
Thanks, Linda. I think every writer feels like that from time to time. It’s inevitable, except when your job is writing. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!
I used to have this problem with to do lists. By the time I figured out what to do first the day was almost over. Maybe I was baffled about priorities.
I constantly suffer from comparison with others – they are always much better. But, I make myself write anyway and I learn so much from the others.
I’m glad you shared this poem. I think the feeling is pretty universal. I rarely make lists anymore, except for grocery lists and packing lists. I pretty much let the day unfold and it usually works just fine.