Lost In Thoughts
Sometimes my thoughts wander when I'm sitting still
or a vague notion crosses my mind, giving me a chill
I soak up weird ideas like a sprout absorbs April rain
I'm not averse to anything filtering through my brain
Quite often I ponder the reason for many things on Earth
the moon's control of ebb and flow over tides in a firth
Why some critters are hatched; some given a live birth
and why some folks are so obsessed with a man's worth
When writing a poem, there are times I just cannot think
Til a phrase comes from the blue when I stand at the sink
I let the dishes soak and faster than my eyes can blink
I am writing a sonnet of verses that poetically interlink
I've moments when I'm oblivious to almost everything
The whispering wind; a song a finch has chosen to sing
Lost in thoughts of my own while on the porch I swing
being grateful for all I have. My life is such a wellspring
The other day, I was walkin' and just started thinkin'
how sad so many lives were lost. Tears had me blinkin'
I know it's reality, but so surreal that it doesn't sink in
that a germ is causing havoc. Sometimes life is stinkin'
Right now I'm contemplating what I take for granted
I know sometimes my views can be biased and slanted
but I cannot allow myself to become so disenchanted
that positive views with negative ones become supplanted
December 31, 2020
Just Thinkin' Contest
Sponsor ~ John Lawless
Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2020
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