I feel it on the tip of my tongue I feel almost giddy It's like a secret that I just remembered I want to get the wording just right but it's too fuzzy to get the full details So I try to focus on what I can I try and write what I see What I feel What I hear or taste I close my eyes Lean my head back Then the paddles hit me and bring me out of my dream state The thoughts vanish in thin air and I just know I was on the verge of something magic It could have been a good one Maybe in those few moments before waking from a dream I can figure out what I want to say....
I feel like this about about a lot of poems that I never finish I just know they could have been magic if only.....:)