Hunches
My thoughts are mine, I cherish them
Unruly as they are
They freely keep me company
I keep my mind ajar
Too much are these sensations
These hunches, these ideas
Much wilder than the tempests
That heave the mighty seas
My thoughts come in like thunder
They blast in with quick pace
My mind is forced to take it in
And gives up all her space
And there she is, poor mind of mine
The torture is severe
But this time too she will endure
Until the air is clear.
Wendy Nipas
Copyright © Wendy Nipas | Year Posted 2023
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