Monday, March 9, 2015

Jumbled Thoughts


My brain is a jumble
of words as they tumble
       and dive and spin and cavort.

My thoughts, I would trace them
so I could embrace them,
     But there're just too many to sort. 

So, I close my eyes
and heave some deep sighs
     and ask my mind to slow down.

I'd make a list
If I could get the gist
     of the ideas that are whirling around.

Yet the lists that I make
Seem like a mistake
     when new thoughts come whirling by,

So until they calm down
And quit spinning around
    I just watch as like shorebirds they fly. 

By the rimers of JMH

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