the sun shines bright
but the darkness seeps in
at the corners of my mind
causing mysterious moments
of fragile fright and delight
together to tickle my brain
it's insane or is it part of reality
I treasure the moments
of serenity and panic
it makes me giggle and
laugh at myself
now it has to do with losing my glasses
and finding them on top of my head
or losing my wallet
only to find it in my hand,
can you see the tickle?
you think you're in a pickle
and relief is immediate...
it makes me giggle and
laugh at myself...
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I enjoyed this poem, more than once, I have had a tickle in my brain
sounds like what we call brain farts :-). lol! yep, I know exactly what you mean! a fun read!
I too have tickles in my brain I guess it comes with age instead od wisdom LOL.I love laughing ar myself and your poem made me laugh when I realized my own tickles in my brain moments ( I was talking on the phone with a friend and was looking around for my cell, suddenly I realizes I was using it),LOL
This has happened to me so often; on top of that it seems as I get older I lose things way to easy and I continue to walk in circles. My keys just the other day, I put on a pair of sweat pants and slipped a pair of jeans over them due to it being so cold, got ready to go outside and I could not find my keys. I looked everywhere in the pockets of my jeans but not in the pocket of my sweat pants.
I got a chuckle out of this poem. BWP... James...
I believe we all have a little intuition on the tickle.
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