Who?
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Ever wonder what “really” makes the fingers grip the pen and write, or tap out a pattern of keys resulting in words that somehow usually make sense, even though we gaze at the paper and scratch our heads often with, “where did that come from?” (Image by James Gleason)
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Who?
Who wrote this poem
This conjunction of thoughts
From memories
Mine?
Experiences solely
Mine?
Number, line and dot
Understandings
Mine?
Asking.
Always we ask
From where
Drifts,
Darts,
Stabs,
Slides.
These words?
Assume we must.
Alchemy of mind,
Maybe?
Channeling
perhaps?
Inspiration
Mmm?
Answers?
A guess?
Assumption?
Calculation?
Odds?
Chance?
Even when willing to
Ask,
Assume,
Answer,
There seems to be no stopping
Our floating about,
Pages our magic carpet,
Transporting us to
Cave-walls yet to be discovered,
Time's ancient etchings,
Continuance awaiting arousal,
From where this endurance originates?
We know not.
We ponder.
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Love ya!
Jane