Monday, July 10, 2017

Hurry, two poems

Hurry #2

Too many great ideas
pop into my head during sex;
I could stop and jot them down
but I am sure it would vex

if I picked up paper and pencil
or, heaven forbid, my phone!
So I’ll simply try to remember,
and later when I’m alone

write them all out, if I can.
And if I seem distracted
when I should be focused on you,
believe me, I’m still attracted,

but I have this line for my novel
or maybe it goes in a song —
if I hurry, I’ll yet get it down
so, please, let’s not take too long!

Stephen Brooke ©2017

Obviously, a silly bit of doggerel but there are all sorts of directions I could have gone with this 'idea.' Before writing the piece above, I turned out this one:

Hurry #1

If I hurry I might
remember all the ideas
that flooded my mind

as we made love.
We’re done? Where are
my pencil and paper?

Stephen Brooke ©2017

I won't waste any more time on it. Maybe.

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