Colors of My Thinking
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Began this earthly journey with an empty mind,
then, my gray matter started accepting all kinds of information;
often me, and my mind have a long conversation,
and when I want to create- my MUSE will do a search and find.
Inside my head the good and bad are entwined,
sometimes, this girl's thinking has a swirling, whirling sensation;
and words just come tumbling out in any situation,
and I think- oh, these words of mine are unkind.
I say to self- what a waste of brain power,
I would like to revamp the burden of my useless thinking;
when sometimes, my words need a shower.
When I say things stupid or rude I can feel my soul sinking,
but I have found meditation- where I drift in nature and flower;
where only rainbow thoughts I am drinking.
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April 12, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/Colors of My Thinking
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1012-294-02
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Screwed XVIII
sponsor, Rob Carmack
Tenth Place
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Written for the contest, Changing the Mind's
Diaper, Judged May 4/18, N/A
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2018
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