Oh hai, I done a poem.

Months ago, I mean months and months and months ago, I heard a poet called Hollie McNish on Radio 4.
I liked her. It reminded me I like poetry a lot, though I never read it.
I got the chance to see her the other day, in an intimate scratch session for mum's with babies while she works through her latest project of turning her album 'push kick' into a theatrical piece about motherhood. I felt like a total fraud being there, and took the toddler (and my boss) as cover for being the only non-mum in the room.
But, she and the performance poet I saw later in the night whilst working on a cabaret show (sexy burlesque dancers, then the poet made everyone cringe with works about sex addiction, depression and wanking - the last line of which was apparently 'It takes two to tango, but only one to wank'....I say apparently, because I'd actually left the room by that point to cringe in privacy) inspired me to start writing things again myself. Once you're in that lyrical flowing language mindset, it's hard to shake off, and I've been trying to rhyme and measure my timing whilst talking on the phone ever since.
But, here are some things that I started working on, which need work, but were a quick off the cuff reaction at midnight last night. They work better spoken, and I may upload audio at some point.

Things to do someday

Every night when I sleep,
I write a list of things 'to do'
someday.
And when I wake, they're not done.
When I work, when I play,
if I try hard all day,
they're not done.
These lists, theses schemes, my plans and dreams,
they're waiting for me, someday
some magical time
when I'm free, when my time is for me,
someday.
When I'm not running behind,
trying to keep up with the daily grind,
the list will diminish.
But I can't see the day when I'll be close to finish
For any item ticked of is replaced in a flash
by three or more other things waiting for me to be free.
Someday.
Someday I'll work through the things to be done,
some which have waited since 2001
And then I'll be free. Free of the list that needs my attention
And then I'll pause to consider
if life would be better
without the hope and the waiting, the anticipation
of the goals yet to score.
And then I think I'll add more.
Yes. Someday,
I'll write a list of the things to add
to the list of the things that I'd like to achieve,
though right now I find it hard to believe, that
someday
I'll even find the precious time to.
To write this list, of things, 'to do'.