Monday, October 26, 2009

Poem 6: I wonder

Sometimes I wonder what it is
that makes me feel this way
whenever I look at nature
I suddenly know what to say

I've never been good at writing poems
never found a way for the inspiration to see
but now with all these beautiful things
it just transforms into words for me

At first I was astonished
about how amazing it can be
then I discovered the wonderful trees
in the small town of Skelmorlie

IBM made me wonder
about whatever it is they do
I soon realised they always say "we"
and not ever just "you"

I guess I mostly start wondering
when I've got nothing to do
and then I think about all the great poets
is it the same for you?

Written Oct 26th, 2009

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