6.1.11

A Once Tranquil Mind

Poetry


Ideas flood a once tranquil mind.

There is no where to go,
except with the flow.

Days and nights of writing;
fingers aching from overuse.

There is no excuse.

Words spill forth, forming sentences, paragraphs,
until at last;
completion arrives.

But to what end?

Without a friend
to read and absorb the creation from your mind,
which will now bind your thoughts together.

And they will find;
ideas flood a once tranquil mind.



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