My Mental Notebook Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

My mind is like a notebook
that contains, among others,
drafts of prose and poetry,

in times my mind is lull,
my mental pen goes on
scribbling verses and all,

from there I choose and draw
what i want for the day's posts,
for my friends and poets to see,

sometimes, for unknown reasons,
that mental notebook closes,
leaving me as in a dark room,

perhaps it is because my muse,
like a naughty poltergeist at night,
playing truant or a joke on me.