Tangent

So once again, my mind has drifted onto new and unrelated topics.  I've gone from the dark blank chalk board to the bright tantalising colours of creativity and now I don't know where to focus my attention.  I spent today on a new villanelle, which is coming along nicely, began a cinquain about a shelf, which is more interesting than it sounds, and decided to post a rather dark poem on here tomorrow night.  A poem I thought too dark to send off, but one I am proud of because I think the language and images are not too bad. I hope this is a sign of things to come, as writers block is no fun at all.  see you tomorrow night.