Semi-Daily Scribbles

Grab a square of dead wood
Use a lot of glue to get a clue to emerge
Look carefully
There's at least one clear idea hidden among the
Shards left behind by idle thoughts and half-formed wishes
If you find it write it down
Pin no hope to a rough edge
One clear idea takes a long time to find its legs
And don't dare call that seedling a dream
You'll only get bored and leave it to rot
On a pile with all the other false starts