not a straight line
a curl, a squiggle, then
a tangent and a plunge.
This is my lament about the way my mind works. It strangely seems to have a mind of its own! I meticulously plan to do a certain work, and it decides to do something completely different. For example, this evening I had decided to work on my A-Z theme for 2018, and here I am writing a poem for dVerse Meeting the Bar! I was also supposed to go to bed sometime back:)
Frank Hubeny is hosting at dVerse and the theme is brevity with poems five lines or less. There are no other constraints. Do join in or pop in for some fine poetry.