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Array ( [sid] => 49613 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Maundering Mind [time] => 2004-05-29 14:24:28 [hometext] => To quote myself in a conversation about the inspiration for this poem *My mind's all drifty and stuff & I keep coming back to the thought that I wanna fall in love and then somethin in my brain goes BLAH BLAH BLAH you cant do that right now!* [bodytext] => ~Introduction~

My marbles mosey ‘round
Inside my mind
And they maunder
As I muse and
Thoughts are mined.
~*~

~Setting~

A brook
Lolls
Cascades
Tumbles
Polishing stones
Contouring sediment
Lazily floating along its curves

The trees
Apple trees
Their leaves a striking green
With tiny delicate flowers
Pastel pink and blotchy white
Their branches overhanging
A graceful arch

The sky
A bright pale blue
Peeking through the crannies
A watercolor window
Defining the hours
For me

The sun
Breaking through
Shedding light
Casting a warm spell
Enchanting me
Embracing me
With only
The help of the sultry wind
That breezes by
Refreshingly
~*~

~The Story~

On these mossy banks sit I
Each breath circling to sigh

First, I stare at lazy stream
Pondering my pretty dream

Current flows in gentle rush
I relax in grass so lush

In my musing, I roll over
My head’s pillow is sweet clover

Looking up to find stained glass
Of the leafy overpass

One small starlet wavers down
My brow furrows—thoughtful frown

I watch the flower stop, alight
Water rippling—soft delight

Ripples steady, sunlight shimmers
I reflect—my eyes’ blue glimmers

Suddenly a duck stomps through
Quacking, loud, obnoxious too

The duck spoils my sweet savory ripples
And my thought train swiftly cripples

I get up and walk away
Knowing back again I’ll stray
~*~

~The Meaning~

My mind drifts to thoughts of love
How I long to fall in deep
Or if I can’t do that now
I want someone who can try
Someone who’ll come awf’ly close
To hold my hand, praise my eye
Someone my heart would allow
Someone I could closely keep
One my brain won’t bar and shove
~*~
[comments] => 5 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 40 [informant] => liquidsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
My Maundering Mind

Contributed by liquidsunshine on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 02:24:28 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



~Introduction~

My marbles mosey ‘round
Inside my mind
And they maunder
As I muse and
Thoughts are mined.
~*~

~Setting~

A brook
Lolls
Cascades
Tumbles
Polishing stones
Contouring sediment
Lazily floating along its curves

The trees
Apple trees
Their leaves a striking green
With tiny delicate flowers
Pastel pink and blotchy white
Their branches overhanging
A graceful arch

The sky
A bright pale blue
Peeking through the crannies
A watercolor window
Defining the hours
For me

The sun
Breaking through
Shedding light
Casting a warm spell
Enchanting me
Embracing me
With only
The help of the sultry wind
That breezes by
Refreshingly
~*~

~The Story~

On these mossy banks sit I
Each breath circling to sigh

First, I stare at lazy stream
Pondering my pretty dream

Current flows in gentle rush
I relax in grass so lush

In my musing, I roll over
My head’s pillow is sweet clover

Looking up to find stained glass
Of the leafy overpass

One small starlet wavers down
My brow furrows—thoughtful frown

I watch the flower stop, alight
Water rippling—soft delight

Ripples steady, sunlight shimmers
I reflect—my eyes’ blue glimmers

Suddenly a duck stomps through
Quacking, loud, obnoxious too

The duck spoils my sweet savory ripples
And my thought train swiftly cripples

I get up and walk away
Knowing back again I’ll stray
~*~

~The Meaning~

My mind drifts to thoughts of love
How I long to fall in deep
Or if I can’t do that now
I want someone who can try
Someone who’ll come awf’ly close
To hold my hand, praise my eye
Someone my heart would allow
Someone I could closely keep
One my brain won’t bar and shove
~*~




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Re: My Maundering Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by Vermillion on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 02:46:48 PM AEST
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wow. that was a poem of sheer genius it was so creative and cleverly crafted i am seriously impressed. keep writing!
~vermillion~


Re: My Maundering Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 03:24:28 PM AEST
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unique and innovative. really like it.
thanks for sharing


Re: My Maundering Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 03:48:32 PM AEST
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Good poem, kind of reminds me of a well dreamt dream that is suddenly disturbed by a passing car.


Re: My Maundering Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Sunday, 30th May 2004 @ 12:57:57 PM AEST
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Beautiful! This one reminds me of Kie's poems. Which I greatly miss. But yours is a wonderful job.
I know the feeling of yearning for love! Strange, to want it so bad when we're not in love, yet when we are, we sometimes think of how much easier and more peaceful it was before! Strange we humans are.
Take care now. Love will come one of these days.
Andrew


Re: My Maundering Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by eatfresh22 on Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 04:46:37 PM AEST
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I love the imagery. I especially like the part about the sun....it warmed me! I love everything about this poem. The format was fun and I enjoyed the meaning at the end. It was such a relaxing read. You made my mind drift to happy places. Thank you!
~Carrie~




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