Springboard
I like to think that my thoughts are fresh
I imagine these items are mine solely
I decide this through the rummage process when
I know I am not choosing such a novel revolutionary ideology
When everyone else feels it
We all work within cycles expressing
The energies allowed within and
The eruptions of consciousness
Moving outwardly
You have felt this too
Many times my friend
We sit upon the platform of reminiscence
As we also jump upon the springboard of our dreams
Copyright © Dennis Sheffer | Year Posted 2014
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