Have you ever mistaken boulders for hills
sped the roads that never came to end
chased a desire that remained a dream
caught fancy that grew still
stole a thing which was available free
and gave away one stowed up on that long tree
have you been a fool who said wise things
and a wise man with foolish stings
perhaps we all have been
in that frame
that wilts
and angles
like a child's pram
sights
stay
and focus
mind thinks
in the locus
the radius blurs
as imagination is aspur
look hard what you get
you have
to do thinking
yet.
Author notes
You have to do thinking yet
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You know.... I REALLY like this!
Typically, I frown upon so much rhyme (and a couple of lines close to the end did seem a bit forced - as if you put words there only because they would fit the rhyme scheme)... but this is so wonderful I really completely overlooked that at first read.
Like the commentor below me, I found myself thinking about every little detail in life - how we can get these grandiose ideas and unobtainable dreams stuck in our heads.
Lovely write! Thank you for sharing!
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this poem really got me to think about all the thing in life and its purposes. wonderfully written and flows beautifully. keep it up!
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thinking
I like the way this poem begins by making the reader think, even though it is a fast paced read. Then towards the middle, with the words placed as they are, the reading slows down a good bit. The ending lines bring the pace back up.
I love the questions in the beginning. I am doing thinking now. This is so good!!!
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