There are days, believe it or not
When I awaken in a vacuous state !
What will be the subject today ?
I need only to concentrate.
So I wonder , but dreamily
Is it too early in the morning ?
Is the hour not quite conducive ?
Don’t wish my readers to be scorning !
Something is bound to bubble up
From my fragile eggshell mind.
A topic will avail itself .
I’m not sure yet, which kind .
Ah ha ! That’s the move.
Once before, I felt this lurch .
I’ll simply change my venue,
And sit up on the writer’s perch !
There now ! This should certainly do .
Here I can pluck something from the air .
There’s tons of topics about which to scrawl.
I need only determine where .
There’s one, floating loftily
But leaving not a clue.
Unsure what it’s about,
As a topic, will it do ?
And so the blogger acquiesces
To his vapid state of mind.
Hoping tomorrow will offer
An angle not so blind .