Floating ideas..

All sorts of ideas float in and out of my brain

Attempts to store them in my hippocampus go in vain

I try to retrieve them when I am ready to write

But end up staring at a blank page, waiting for an idea bright

To expound upon in my authentic style

Often the Goddess of luck refuses to smile

Down on me, and I end up with poorly written stuff

Incomplete lines, verses not structured enough

Because the stash of ideas that was waiting to be explored

Seems irrevocably lost, not accessible to me anymore

I try to come up with something on the spot

But forcing myself to get inspired, easy is not

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The numero uno tip for an aspiring writer that I like

Is to jot down ideas in a notebook when inspiration strikes

Theoretically it is sound advice but practically

I get ideas mostly when I am not free

To pen them down, so I try to tuck them away

In my memory increasingly unreliable these days..

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I think I need to find the right way to harness

Technology in optimizing my creative process

And use my ubiquitous smartphone to keep track

Of ideas as they surface, so inspiration I never lack