Flock of geese

Noisy black birds
fly across the horizon
of my mind

Tiny busy ants
scurry in all directions
inside my head

Tangled kudzu vines
choke out the focus
of creative thought


Create a still space
think the thought with intent

Create another still space
before thinking another thought


 This poem is about mental hooptedoodle. What is hooptedoodle you may ask?  Here’s what a character in John Steinbeck’s novel, Sweet Tuesday, says about it:

 “Sometimes I want a book to break loose with a bunch of hooptedoodle. . .  Spin up some pretty words maybe or sing a little song with language. That’s nice. But I wish it was set aside so I don’t have to read it. I don’t want hooptedoodle to get mixed up with the story.”

 Photo by Barth Bailey courtesy of Unsplash


7 thoughts on “Hooptedoodle

      1. Things are great actually. We’ve been traveling a lot lately (fun places – Mexico, FL, OR, Denver for my daughter’s MEd graduation) and when we’ve been home, the house been a revolving door of house guests I love. I have only one more planned trip this year so I hope to be more consistent with my postings.

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