Mind and Poetry

Mind and Poetry

By David Smith August 23, 2009


The mind and poetry is hard to control.

The snap shots keep flicking as dreams on a roll.

To grasp hold of a scene and focus so hard;

It’s so difficult, like random cards.

Let the mind wonder.

Information soaks up

Just like a sponge

Knowledge in a cup.

Random thoughts and random emotion.

To sort it somehow puts goals in motion.

It’s so tangible, goals in place.

Reality sets in.

Vivid imagery we face.


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