Friday, 27 March 2026

They Come And Go

They come in bunches
At odd hours ...
In the middle of the night
Or wee hours of the morning 
Did I keep the window open 
By mistake 

But then the breeze wicked as ever
Swishes them away...
Without taking leave of me 

I was never meant to promise them a page
I was never meant to imprison them 
With a quil... in ink...in bold letters maybe
I was never meant to own them
I realise of late
But
It's late ....too late....
Oh! So late....



16 comments:

  1. How ethereally, and really quite beautifully, you've described the words and ideas that come and go to never meet the page.

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    1. Thank you so much Penelope. The deprivation of an over active brain

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  2. What a marvelous way to describe inspiration / words / thoughts ~~~ your poem gave me chills. Brava and Cheers!!!

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  3. Ah, yes! However, let us be thankful for those which do stay.

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    1. Yes but those which stay have already been convoluted

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  4. Beautifully written and I can relate especially these who come in the middle of the night and than dissappear on a breeze

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    1. Yes, Marja and if you do not capture the moment they are gone forever.

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  5. So beautifully said... I too have so many worries, hopes, fear as well as ideas come and go away

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  6. They always show up in the shower, when I'm driving, or when my corgi insists on one more stroll around the block! I am very grateful for the existence of smallish notebooks to capture what I can.

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    1. That's a great idea Rommy...that small notebook

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  7. This is so relatable, and your poem is a beautiful personification . I loved it

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    1. Thank you so much. I am glad the verse resonates with you.

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  8. I had read it soon after posting and could have been the first commenter. Somehow I couldn't post my comment then. It's an excellent piece of poetry for sure. Many people must be able to relate to it (like me).

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    1. Thank you so much Mathur Sahab. I hope the garland of words stays with you so that you can continue to provide us interesting articles to read and introspect on.

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