A blogger's nonsense poem

My email is caught up.

My house is clean.

The laundry is folded.

Don't know what's come over me.



Not entirely sure,

What to do with this time,

It's well before midnight,

which makes this time mine.



I tried to sit

In front of the blog,

But no words came out

Leaving nothing to log.



So I wandered the house

As my boy snored in peace.

Such an enjoyable quiet,

Even if just for now at least.



This poem really isn't rhyming,

But that's ok with me.

I'm writing for fun

And it's nice to cheat.



It's not a post to pin,

Nor to even remember.

Isn't it nice,

To just enjoy its splendour?



Getting back to my plan,

What should I do with myself?

I think I'll hop into bed

And watch a show for a spell.



My cat will soon follow,

And nudge me aside.

She'll want to take over

My pillow with pride.



The lazy plan sounds great!

I'm heading there now.

Isn't it fun how some nonsense

Can trigger a wow?



I best go right now,

Before the clock strikes late.

For then my little bit of nonsense time

Will have to wait!



Wishing you sweet dreams,

And a little nonsense your way.

For everyone deserves

A 'full of nonsense' kinda day!




photos by Zoe Brown Photography