Why?

 

Falling into a tangle
of vague thoughts
almost-remembering’s
and near answers

slipping my grasp
tumbling jumbled
it careens away

down blind alleys
bouncing off suppositions
dodging conjecture
tripping over tongue tips

until hitting the wall

damnit!

just why
did I
come in here?

*
rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: dVerse

 

32 thoughts on “Why?”

  1. Bang on, brother–getting old is for warriors. And it isn’t fair that our synapse lose their zip. I think my recall is in my butt.
    When I can’t remember what I got up for, I go back and sit down, look around, and usually it comes to me.

    1. Loved being young, singing in a band, going cross country on my Triumph Bonneville 650 dual carb motorcycle., loved living in all the communes going across! Love being young free and full of come!

  2. ohhhhh you’re poeming to the choir, so to speak! Can’t tell you the number of times if go into a room and then forget why. The bane of getting older….got to keep our sense of humor!
    Love where you went with the word!

  3. we all know those moments … keep a notebook in your pocket to write on, it does help …

    love it, good display!

  4. It is an adventure and a privilege – getting old is for the tested to reflect and wonder, “do I need to stop?” To stop is regressive as others will surely move forward and increase the gap all the more.
    You have nailed it here in your poem, Rob! Great write!

    Hank

  5. Oh my goodness Rob, yes! It really sucks getting older, doesn’t it? A thought can be in my head for barely a minute before it disappears and is lost forever. I enjoyed your quadrille very much.

  6. This is incredibly powerful, Rob! The vagueness of those thoughts and near answers sometimes prove to be a blessing for us.. especially now .. as we struggle through the aftermath of the Pandemic. We are too severe upon ourselves, let us sit back and take it one day at a time. I know I do 🙂 We are Poets. Hear us roar!

    PS: I am sorry I am late. Huge difference in timezone 🙂

    1. With the added distraction of a mind that won’t shut off Sanaa, I find myself scratching my head more and more, trying to sort out a single focus. Oh well, guess I am glad I still know it’s happening… 🙂

    1. It is happening more and more recently. I loose track often when I pick up my iPad to look something up, and I forget why — until I sit with it in my hands, and sift through my thoughts. About half the time I’ll remember. FRUUUUUSTRATING AS HELL!

  7. Wasn’t expecting that ending, but made me smile!!! We can all relate to hitting that wall from time to time, I think I’ve had brain fog more often this year for some reason, (maybe too many allergy meds) but it’s poetic to share the frustrations of being human!

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