collecting my thoughts

words cascade
out of my mind
as i go about my every
day
& i stand under
the waterfall of them
with a bucket
catching only a precious
few….
ideas
fall around me
swirling in the wind
as i struggle to collect
them
but they are gone
before i even know
if they were leaves
or birds….

this is a re-occurring theme for me. i struggle for focus thinking clarity is just around the next corner & if only i could find it i would be that artist, writer, person i want to be.

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