The problem of me

first i need to
find a olace
inspiring enough to make me still
and sit
Then i begin to gather my stuff
My writing pad
Pen
pencil and sharpener
support to write
and hopefully a table
to put my laptop on
i pour a glass of wine
and gather lotions and potions
to be kept nearby
just in case

I open my laptop
and find i have forgotten my glasses
run to get them too

then i plug in my mouse
but cant find the mousepad around
and go -get it too

And all nicely organized
under a beautiful tree
by the lake
i sit down to write.

Its always been like that for me
My writing place
seems more like a
picnic basket to me.

all i need is some
words to tap on my
shoulder and say-
get set go
or maybe just invite me in.



Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-10-08 at 06:44

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