Next time,…. I’ll do it,
I’ll find the right words,
next time will be today
but …………..next time
goes by and the next
then the next,………
now I’ve forgotten
what I wanted
to say…
LadyP©2013
Penpusher by Pen
LadyP (aka Pen),mixed-up some might say, as she views the World her slanted way, prithee welcome, sit, take a pew, she hopes her thoughts will interest you.
Addendum.
All posts are © to the author and as such any unauthorized copying, adaptions or re-printing is strictly prohibited...Penned Months…..
-
Most Recent Pennings
-
Join 433 other subscribers
Hortense, Magic and Morris…….
Magic Light……
Dragon Tears……
Phoenix/ Rebirth
Penned Comments
mystafied on Change… Debbie D. on Change… mary on Change… mary on Change… Monica on Tuning Fork… Pen's Cloud of Categories
Pennings
Handy Links...
- 2nd site…Penpusher2 2nd site…talking to myself…
- Back To Top Click to return to Top of Page…..
- CLICK AND GIVE TO CHARITY….. ONLY TAKES A SECOND TO HELP…
- Hello Poetry Poetry Site
- Ministry of Stories…. Firing Childrens imaginations……
- My Blogspot Site.. LadyPenelope…
- My Photobucket Site…. Image Hosting Site
- My Twitter Tweets….. Click to read my Tweets..
- Penpusherpen Google+ another outlet for links and blogs..
- W.O.L.F. Rescue, Sanctuary and Education..
Search by Title..
Blog Stats
- 57,444 hits
Save Our Fish….
Connections…
Dont you just hate those times when those words are on the tip of your tongue and then the moment is gone.. Or we walk away with other’s words resounding in our ears and we are so dumbfounded its only later we think of a reasonable retaught… Arrrgh I so know those feelings Pen.. xox
LikeLike
‘Tis so true Sue, you want to be able to hit right back with a snappy reply,,… and your mouth opens and…. nothing … the opportunity is no more… lost forever but you can’t forget, your mind keeps coming up with any number of witty responses, when it’s too darn late 😉 Glad it’s not just me Sue …. XxxX
LikeLike
Time is, by its very nature, cyclic 🙂
LikeLike
’tis indeed Alexander, and if I just wait, I’ll have a comment ready to hand… (erm…mouth?…) … and never see that person again for ages… Opportunity is a fickle fellow… xx
LikeLike
Yes Pen this is true ..um um now I was going to say something there , I just can’t remember what it was!!
xxxx
LikeLike
Join the club, Sheila, ’tis growing in numbers methinks… 🙂 Warmest of hugs to you ‘n lovely Lucy…I hope the snow’s passing you by, we’re getting covered again… xxx
LikeLike
No snow here Pen just lots and lots of rain phew!! xxxx
LikeLike
Oh dear me Sheila, we have a white out here …the poor birds…. I’ve been hitting the Yew tree to dislodge the snow, so the bird table underneath is at least clear for the seed etc… Brrrr… I’m a snow woman!!
🙂 … xPenx
LikeLike
Good poem hun! 🙂
I have a rotten memory so I can relate! 🙂
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
LikeLike
Thank you Sir Prenin, glad you enjoyed it… erm… what was ‘it’ again?.. 🙂 luv n’ hugs… xPenx
LikeLike
We all get a loss for words sometimes. Happens to me too!
Here, you can ponder your thoughts over a nice cuppa and a hot biscuit with your favorite jam. 🙂
Have a great weekend, Pen! 🙂
Hugs xxx
LikeLike
Wow!! Deb, just what I need right at this moment… Hot, hot, hot….the hotter the better… Many thanks and the warmest of hugs ever, have a wonderful weekend lovely friend… xPenx
LikeLike
So very true. I find that happens to me a lot. 🙂 xx
LikeLike
What does Beth?….. he he… hugs aplenty my friend.. xx
LikeLike
I think you could blame the weather Pen., it’s sure caused havoc with everything else. X
LikeLike
You can say that again Arlene, HAVOC …. all over the place… Where’s my hot water bottle, electric blanket and erm… I forget what else… Warm hugs to you and Ruby Tuesday… xPenx
LikeLike
Well said indeed……….!!
LikeLike
My thanks for your kind comment and visit, William…… I hope you’re missing out on any snow or terrible weather… The cold seems to quench my thought patterns…xPenx
LikeLike
la prochaine fois sera la bonne et les mots se glisserons à nos oreilles en grandeur….
Mots Perdus
Je me suis perdu pour des mots
j’en ai perdu mon latin matinal
que je ne savais plus de quoi
j’voulais en parler, c’est vraiment pas banal
je me suis perdu pour des mots
des mots que je n’avais pas notés à la volée
sur la feuille toute froissée
je me suis perdu pour des mots
ne serait-ce justement que mes maux du jour
que j’vous écris comme un mauvais troubadour
je me suis perdu pour des mots….
Hé miss Pen, et si tu continuais ce petit écrit que j’viens de te mettre pour y faire un duo de nous deux? j’en serais bien content si tu acceptes de m’accompagner
bisous vers toi
LikeLike
Lost words
I am lost for words
I lost my morning latin
that I knew more what
I wanted to talk about it, it is really not trivial
I am lost for words
words that I had not noted on the fly
on any wrinkled sheet
I am lost for words
is it just that my ills of the day
that I write as a bad troubadour
I am lost for words…
It’s a lovely accompaniment to my poem, Paul, thank you so much.. We sing in unison… 🙂 … Hope your week-end is going well my friend. xxxx
LikeLike
merci miss Pen d’avoir apprécier mes quelques mots posés ici en commentaire
j’aurais aimé que tu en fasses une suite des miens pour en faire un duo de nous deux, qu’en penses-tu réellement de mon idée? gros bisous de Brest
LikeLike
Pen, me and the phrase ‘next time’ seem to go together like bread and butter. But next time never seems to get here, I mean I get there, but next time is still there with me…
LikeLike
I know precisely what you mean Sir Aquatom, ’tis never a next time, just the promise of one which keeps us going… and keeps our brains coming up with rejoinders… A friend of mine used to practise conversation’s in her head, pre meetings etc… trouble is no-one would keep to her script… 🙂 …. xPenx
LikeLike
May I say that I like your background, Lady P? For I do! I like blacks and blues.
LikeLike
You may, indeed, Sir A, Just changed it, ‘n that’s what comes of not being able to set foot outside, I’ve been playing with this an’ that… and I like that one immensely…I just wondered if it was a bit bright…I hate having to struggle being able to see peoples blogs through the background… Makes me go all cross eyed… Me Too, about the blacks and blues, anything in between never gets a look in… xx
LikeLike
and when to morrow becomes today Its again to morrow.
Njoy the weekend lady P. with the heaters on.
cya
LikeLike
Heaters are on, full blast, Sweeti, blow the expense… Hope you ‘n yours are safe and warm… Hugs Penx
LikeLike
Ich vergesse auch schon mal was das hatt jeder mal,wünsche dir einen schönen Samstag und liebe Grüße und weekend,heute war ich einkaufen,es ist bitterkalt.Gruß von mir.Gislinde
LikeLike
It is bitterly cold Gislinde, I hope you and yours are inside keeping warm… many thanks for your comment my friend…Now what was it I wanted to say?.. 🙂 !!! Hugs to you … xPenx
LikeLike
the words we never spoke
in times the heart to choke
to be branded a coward
yet life steps forward
silent was he when sent to cross
for words doth hurt and heal hearts across
let it fade those forgotten words of past
let the memories of words that change last
LikeLike
Words, so many are they, but when needed sometimes they hide away… thank you for this poem, Ajit, it hits directly to the heart… xx
LikeLike
Ugh, I find it so frustrating when this happens to me! Happens much too often unfortunately! Lol very apt Pen 🙂
LikeLike
Thank you Andini, It is very frustrating when the words won’t come, when you search for that instant rejoinder, but you’re left feeling as if you could burst…. Glad you enjoyed this short one ..hugs…xx
LikeLike
The right response at the right time – wouldn’t that be great?! Definitely something to hope for.
LikeLike
’tis indeed, Monica, mayhap an ‘app’ for just such a need will be invented… 😉 ….x
x
LikeLike
All the time, Pen. This happens to me all the time, now. I’ve just decided that I must not have much of pressing importance to share or the words would be there. I like this.
LikeLike
I know what you mean, Leslie, sometimes I just sit and stare at the keyboard… and.. nothing comes to mind… Good job it’s short-lived or else I wouldn’t be replying to your comment… 🙂 xx
LikeLike
It’s happening to me way too often these days…
LikeLike
join the club, bb, … I think we should name it ‘The Anonymous Thought Club’… ‘cos I’ve forgotten it’s name an’ what I wuz going to say… 🙂 xx…
LikeLike
Aha!!! I know that feeling!! First is when I imagine myself giving really smart answers to people that have irritated me etc…AFTER the time has passed (my brain is a little slow at times..hehe) or when I have these great blog post ideas or just ideas..and I’m too busy being lazy that I don’t act on it..and THEN I forget what it was, even though I remember I had a good idea
LikeLike
’tis such a problem, Shree. and it looks like there are a few of us out there who feel the same way. 🙂 I can just imagine us all, talking to ourselves, and getting smart answers ready, and nothing happens. xx
LikeLike