Why wait a full ten years...

 Have you ever had things you wanted to do on a regular basis, but appear to completely lack the self discipline to make it happen? In the words of Brad Paisley, "Me Neither."

Grand plans and big ideas,
that never come about.

Best intensions and potential,

the days and years seem to flout.

Posts and poems sit in thought,

dying to see the light of day.

Falling by the wayside,

never quite finding their way.

Then a hope that things may change,

a brief return to again create and muse.

Will this time be the time it sticks,

or just another futile ruse?

Only the tale of time gone by,

the test of coming days or years,

will let me know if this was it,

or reveal more silence to our ears.

But verse is here today,

of that I can be certain.

If the future may be silent,

who am I to now complain?

That may be the first poem written on the fly since the first blog was deleted. I hope you enjoy it.