Opportune Moment Poem by David Harris
Opportune Moment
Never ask me why I became a writer
because I couldn’t tell you why.
I just pick up a pen
and the words just flow again
off the top of my head.
I never planned to become a writer,
it just happened.
One day I picked up a pen
to doodle a bit
and the words came streaming out.
Now after over forty years
the words keep coming out.
I have no problem with that,
though there is times I wish
they’d pick a more opportune moment
when they are about to arrive.
2 April 2008
I think it's the things that shape our lives, that make us pick up the pen to write.. Andy 10
One great place is when one is 'ensconced on the throne', so to speak. Ha! Also in the middle of the night. When one actually has the time and silence to think, nothing seems to happen. Funny life. Loved this one. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 8:30:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Still amazes me why I just picked up the PENCIL a year ago....: O)