The middle

Today's prompt, as we reach the middle of NaPoWriMo, is to write a poem that reflects the nature of being in the middle of something. I know just the focus for my poem. It's rather literal and happens to me on a daily basis...

The middle

 I thought I was focussed

When the phone rang;

It undid me some

The buzz and the rambles

Confused my mind;

When I turned back, it was gone

Yes, I was in the middle of something -

Something important, no less -

Guess now, it will never get done.

Andrea Vermaak