Lacking or Sloppy Thoughts

By Andrew R. Duckworth

I sat down to write today
Feeling I had something to say,
But the clouds came in
Blocking inspiration’s ray.

And now I’m here at the wheel
Suffering a mind that feels
Without knowledge of how to steer
But contemplating what is real-

Nonsense thought, nonsense times.
I know I have no decent rhymes
Just looking at that first verse.
Something… Something chimes!

Aha! It all hits like Mayweather
Then floating softly as a feather.
I’ll write down with a quick jot
But then notice I can do better.