Crumpled Thoughts Now Mine
I took one thought, which then led to some others.
These thoughts were not my own, but they conveyed
a picture bigger than my mind alone
could conjure, and a frame for them I made.
I showed this collage of bright thoughts to others -
thoughts articulated by stunning minds.
So proud was I to frame them for display.
I looked at all of them as precious finds.
But many could not see the beauty in them
(the beauty of their logic). Then I saw
some people spat on them and called as garbage
those very thoughts that filled me with such awe.
Some glanced at them and said they might have credence.
Most people would not look at them at all.
The ones who spat on them walked right up to them
and ripped them from the frame up on my wall.
They took those brilliant thoughts I found so precious
(those thoughts which formed ideas I’d found true)
and mocking them, they cumpled them all up.
Into the garbage bin those thoughts they threw.
I picked them up, uncrumpling them, and since
great people’s thoughts they are (not pearls for swine),
I’ll show them to the few whom I can trust
to not mock thoughts that have turned into mine.
Jan. 10, 2021
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2021
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