Sure an’I bin thinkin’ of somethin’you should know, and
Maybe understand Since I writ me last poem I bin lookin’
Fer., What’s out ther. Nothin’to be found. Dinnae it don on
me thin, it wer just a figure of speech, Ther be no mor cookon.
So, now I be on me own agin like a ship wit oot a sail.
Can I male do, of course I can. Me muse will be back
He/she will have a brand new repraory pretty slick, eh ?
I could go to spell but would it be right I want it to be pure
I am a writer so I say , know all of the tricks and turns, well
That’s me say, I sed it, Ain’t it great, to be so edjukated?
I seem to be getting’ off the track, I’ll will try anither train
If I can get ta wear I want to go,, I will be, oh, so elated.
I jist forgot to where I got on this train, oh yea,I recall, it
Wuz becoz of a poem I had in mind. Then, I’d not write
Now I remember it~ ~ I’ll save it for another time, stuff in a
drawer, to keep it, out of sight and really out of mind
Let this be a lesson boys and girls, it’s said, out of sight
Is out of mind, don’t let it happen to you. Keep your loved
Ones on your mind always, then they won’ be really out
Of sight. I am sure you have heard of, ‘The Mind’s Eye’
Copyright ©2011 Charles E. Frost
February 08, 2011