Thoughts are like water




like the river flowing out to sea

forgetting them

they disappear into unknown

thoughts are like beach sand




getting into your clothes

particles appearing days later

niggling at the brain

reminding or annoying

liquid or sandy

thoughts have a mind of their own

impossible to hold onto

impossible to let go

they come back to haunt

creeping and sneaking up behind you

jumping out of nowhere

they escape away

like dust on the wind

never to return

but there is a lingering reminder

knowing that the thought was once there

I woke with just two lines out of this poem, and I’ve been puttering away at it all day.  I had no clue it would turn out so pretty.  Enjoy

Signing off



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