Jones Muta Poet Free verse

Cunning Thoughts

cunning thoughts
taking shots at my body
I want to believe
but my inner guts are stopping me
warning me to stay cool
stay to true to my true self

cunning thoughts
flashing lights
questioning me what's wrong and right
asking me to pick a side
and take a ride
to explore my pride

how cunning
just like fire, burning
and fuel my curiosity
like what are my priorities?

crafty like a fox
I'm forced to think outside the box
what is coming? How close?

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Gershon Wolf November 17, 2020 at 5:57 PM Love that second stanza especially, Jones. -- The scourge of our age. :) gw

L Milton Hankins November 4, 2020 at 11:08 AM Very, very interesting, Jones. It is so important that we be tuned in to our inner voices. You write so tightly, succinctly. I loved it. Thanks! Jones Muta November 4, 2020 at 11:19 AM Thank you so much. It feels great to be understood.

Darlene De Beaulieu October 30, 2020 at 12:51 PM Hello Jones Muta, listen to your inner voice it will give you the answer you need. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu January 24, 2021 at 3:54 PM Hello Jones Muta, Welcome to poetry Soup. Iread this poem twice. Enjoy your evening my friend.