Sitting here staring at the wall,
Watching the clock tick Time by,
Is totally brain-missing.
But you soon find yourself,
Setting yourself tasks.
Busying yourself against boredom.
And then there comes total immersion,
When you are engrossed with what you're doing.
Then all Time cannot sway you.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Dreams: An Anthology of Poems
PoetryWe dreamed a dream, Where music would stream From forth the sweet words That take flight like the birds. Off the page they flow, As you may well know, Filling the calm air, With a certain flair. A certain thought here or there, Shall be plucked fro...