Always and in all ways
tiny tasks, dots of details,
wondrous whims take me
into a deliciously small world.
They lead me by the hand
down some path I’ve not known,
whisking me away into
a realm called distraction.
I can be reading a book,
perhaps an article, but
then, oh look, now I’m
in full daydreaming mode.
My eyes glaze, my brain bends
assorted ideas fill its shelves.
As though I needed new stock
like a supermarket half empty.
Resistance is useless, and
to fight these time-consumers
is not worth my energy,
so I channel the triviality.
A note to self on the pad,
a browse on a webpage.
Lacing my shoes, dreamily.
All of these acts, as therapy.
Living in this unsettling era
is enough to make anyone crave
escapism, idealism, a way to
forget the assaults on the brain.
Enter into the arena these minute
and multiple thoughts tumbling,
like a circus act, dazzling,
with tricks and backflips.
When the diminutive deeds
and micro-tasks are performed,
I sense the triumph of them,
while I come back to the present.
Never looking for something
that is life-changing, only
a breath and a whisper
of reassurance and release.
Inspiration for The Art of Distraction
My latest poem came about as I was considering those moments in between the larger tasks of life. I wanted to distil the thoughts and sensations of when my mind goes for a wander. It encapsulates the little nuggets of time that we all probably experience – those when we take ourselves off into a daydream or calming reverie. I hope you find it entertaining, soothing, and relatable. As always let me know any feedback via the comments section or feel free to email me on admin@clairespoetryhub.com.
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