Stream of Thought

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(internet photo)

Noise.
Sounds and smells swirl.
A muddy pile
ready for trash can,
or possibly recycling.

Words recycle themselves
on the page,
powerless to escape
the strike of the pen.
Smooth ink flows.
A river confident in its strength,
its ability to carve landscapes,
reshape its borders.

Boundaries.
Fence posts to navigate.
Or, maybe, grab onto
if the water gets too rough.

4 thoughts on “Stream of Thought

  1. Meghan Jones says:

    This is really good, Mary! The imagery of pen and ink, the reframing of fence posts all give this poem freshness and unsuspecting depth. I loved it!

  2. mincs1 says:

    Thank-you, Meghan! It’s nice to see you back at the site πŸ™‚

  3. mincs1 says:

    Thank-you Cheryl πŸ™‚

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