Have you ever had one of those days
when the brain doesn’t work in so many ways
to go outside to work in the yard
but the brain tells you that it is hard
as the temperature is a hundred degrees
and no comfort found even under the trees
so you try to think of things to do
and your brain will not work like it hasn’t a clue
you stare at the screen hoping words will appear
that will tell you that the time is near
and your brain will start working and words you will write
but nothing appears on the screen in your sight
you try to think of other things to do
but your brain is acting like it hasn’t a clue
maybe go for a drive in my wonderful truck
with an Audiobook as my brain runs amok
as I try to figure the story ahead
but fooled by the ending as the hero is dead
my eyes are heavy so maybe a nap
but when I awake I will feel like crap
for having wasted such a beautiful day
when I should be outside at play
I think and think but nothing appears
I hate to waste a day of the years
of the few that are remaining to me
on this earth in this life my time foreseen.
the dogs are asleep in their usual place
each has a spot so as not to displace
each other or me as they snore away
content in their world no fears to allay
sometimes I wish that I were a dog
a beautiful life to sleep like a log
whenever the urge creeps up on me
safe in the arms of my family
Alas, for I have no such luck
and my brain is still not running amok
with ideas for me to do today
so inside writing poetry I will stay
and tonight later on I will spring back to life
and my brain will lose the anger and strife
that seems to have bothered me
as my brain does not work consistently
tomorrow is another day
and my brain will switch on and I will play
out in the woods along the trails
taking pictures of whatever Nature avails
something that I love to do
I think of yesterday and I haven’t a clue….

Written 6/30/2016