Sitting still upon the toilet thinking deep, then deeper. A glorious poem came to me. I knew it was a keeper. Words too sweet to utter and rhythm smooth as butter. Made my eyes go teary just thinking of those lyrics. The rhyming was so clever in the BEST poem ever. I knew that it would change the world the moment I had thought it. Clearly this is NOT that poem. Sorry. I forgot it. -B.C. Byron
I really wish I could remember that poem. It was truly amazing, but a poem about the best poem ever is a pretty close second. I’m sure this has happened to you too. You get an incredible idea that is so grand and so complex, you know it will change everything. By the time you’re done on the toilet and get a pencil and paper, the idea has gone. You can remember bits and pieces but the thought is just out of reach, only a foggy shape of would-be greatness left over in your mind. Don’t be discouraged by that one that got away. You’ve got more great ideas and so do I. Our time to shine will come, so let’s keep thinking and sharing our thought nuggets with the world.
Right now, humanity must suffer on without your fantastic idea that might have ushered in an era of peace and plenty for all. My now-forgotten poem was also that good. Really! Maybe someday it will come back to me, or an even better one will possibly be cooked up in my slow-heating brain oven. Until then, I’ll keep my notebook at the ready and write down every poem idea. Don’t want to miss that big opportunity when it comes. For now you can probably make do with my merely astoundingly clever and funny second best poems, and eagerly read every one of my blog posts in anticipation of the best poem ever. It will happen eventually.