Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Always Carry a Notebook (Day 608)



A poem   like a wasp
   appears   circles crisply
three times   hovers briefly  
   to see if I have anything 
interesting to offer   

If I flail   pen in hand  
   it may remain   humming 
and buzzing in my ear  
   but   met with indifference
it will disappear in a flash



(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: Karen Kincy/Pixabay