A thought flattened beneath
A thousand others
More important and more
Timely
A thought, not dead
Just barely
Surviving
Hanging on
Faintly hoping to
Be resurrected one day
To be brought back
Into glorious consciousness
A thought given up for dead
Lost in the system
With nobody looking or
Searching for it
But the day will come
When for whatever reason
That thought will be the
Most important of all thoughts
But by then it might be too late
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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Thoughts can often be misplaced never to be seen again. Good write Fred.
Thanks Goldfinch! Happens to me more and more!!! 🙂
Thoughts about poems but no pen to hand - soon forgotten - I'm there all the time - enjoyed the read Fred
Thanks so much Michael!
I laughed as I finished reading because it reminds me of how often I lose a thought!!! Good write!
Thanks virago! I guess we are all in the same boat!
And the thought will be your poem Fred. Keep your notepad handy.
Thanks Frank! I have to admit that I don't carry any notepads around with me. Had some great ideas while driving, couldn't remember a thing by the time I got home!
It's always the way, Fred. Always. So many good poems adrift out there in the ether, for want of pen and paper.
Maybe I should get one of these small dictating machine recorders. Or maybe there is an app for the phone. Gotta check that out!
A fine write Fred. Was there ever any thoughts in me head to start with?! Are me lights on, but no one at home?! lol
Thanks Orchidee! There are days where I feel like that exactly! And sometimes even the lights are out!
Know what you mean - on occasions a poem may come from 'nowhere' but then forgotten. No pen and paper to hand.
Excellent choice of topics. We all have those moments where the universe aligns all the pieces fall into place and we have these amazing ideas that will change the world. Then we commit them to memory only forget them behind the grocery list or the doctors appointment or... Or... A what was I talking about? Oh yea I need yogurt.
Mugsdaddy
Thanks Mugsdaddy! Yeah, It can get pretty hairy out there in poem thinking land! And if you don't forget, get some yogurt for me too!
Ahhh thats one of those top of the stairs moments isn't it 'now what have i come upstairs for?'
Thanks da! Do you believe in the hereafter?
I do, every time I walk to the bedroom, stand there, and go "what am I here after?"
I had a fleeting thought on a clever response to this poem ... but, alas! You speak for us all, Fred.
Thank you Louis, great comment, LOL!
My memory sucks I always forget things and never seem to get back thoughts I've had and lost Definitely relate
Thanks WL, I can relate! Usually have to hold my head sideways so the little bit of brain I have is all in one place!
Short lived thought vanished in the universe, no where to find.
Today's thought has been saved here.
Wouldn't it be great to have a thought memory stick?
I am sure there will be one in the future, but even the memory stick is not reliable. If it broken, you would lost all your memories.
Good piece. I have had many thoughts that just died of loneliness.
Thank you lasergraph, and the older I get the more I seem to loose!
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