Looking just Looking…

The wonder of nature.

I was looking hard for something to do
to pass the time on this day
it was way too hot to go outside
or take a hike in my usual way
I’m already blogged out for a month ahead
at two a week which is my goal
so what is it I can do instead
to keep me busy and fill the hole
I could clean house but that is a chore
not something that is my usual way
no interest in that sort of thing
guess I’m not the housework king
a typical batchelor you might say
I could go to the gym but that sounds like work
this time of a different kind
to push and shove and grunt and groan
I think I’ll leave that for a different time
I’m running out of ideas fast
can’t think of anything that will last
long enough to pass the day
until this evening when it is time
to turn on the Tele and watch a match
between the English football teams
to cheer on my favorites of which there are two
sometimes they win and sometimes they lose
and I really have to pick and choose
to see which game that I need to watch first
and at the end of the day
it makes no difference who beats who
I spent an hour this afternoon
listening to 2Cellos as they played
sometimes they play with a wonderful sound
easy to lose oneself in this way
and others they lose control on the stage
and the noise they produce stimulates the soul
and gets to the very depths of the mind
fast and furious of the rock and roll kind
for the purists definitely way overboard
for those of us with an itch in our pants
going crazy with them with hardly a glance
at anyone else watching them perform
knowing full well it is only an act
and the next time you see them they will be back
to playing straight in a beautiful way
and listening to them will make my day
well I managed to fill an hour
writing this poem so what to do next
I guess I’ll just have to jump in my truck
and go for a drive a very long way
listening to Audiobooks as I drive
in awe of the authors whose stories I buy
and wonder how they can write what they do
such talent and such wonderful minds
me I do not have a clue
as poetry is the best I can do
I do not have a devious mind
and can only think in the usual way
and so without a story of any kind
reporting the facts is how I pass my day.

Written 8/24/2019