My mind is working in overdrive
Images, thoughts, words, flashing like
A cerebral power-point presentation
A mental ping-pong game hitting
Every corner and crevice of my brain
Too fast to follow
Too convoluted to understand
With no slowdown in sight
Getting more and more lost
In the impossible, the unattainable
Giving up on even trying to
Exert any kind of control
Letting go, succumbing to
Just be and acquiesce
To the law of my mind
To be open for anything
To trust without fear
- Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 7th, 2018 01:27
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 76
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, poetboy123
Comments9
Very good write Fred. "To trust without fear" is the way that life should always be.
Thanks Goldfinch, yes, life should be like that. It is a little bit like I imagine one feels when getting ready to jump with a bungee cord!
A fine write Fred. Ahh, you are thinking. That's more than some of us do! heehee.
Thanks orchi, there is nothing wrong with your thinking, judging from the beautiful way you write!
It's how my mind works at times as well - the number of times something flashes across it and whilst thinking about what comes next I have lost the last thought. Fine work Fred.
Thanks Michael, sometimes it feels as if I had 'lost' more thoughts than I ever had! 🙂
Yes I often have an awesome thought, (well sometimes) or really good line and then...whoosh...its gawn! I like the 'ping pong' of the mind!
Thanks Elsie, I put a voice recorder app on my phone. When I have a good (at least what I think of a good) thought, I record it immediately. Only way not to get lost.
Good thoughts Fred as always !
Thanks WL! I wish they were only good thoughts, but with the good there is all kinds of 'bad' ones mixed in.
Not easy to keep all the thoughts of a genius in line. But you do a great job of it when writing Fred.
Aww, AP, mentioning the 'g' word made my day already early in the morning! Wish it was true, but we can keep on dreaming! 🙂
No need to dream Fred. You've got a way with the pen.
Sounds like your fertile mind is roaming outside of the box these days, Fred. Congratulations, and condolences. One can get lost out there, but I am sure you will be fine! Roam on, my friend.
Thanks Louis! You are right, I was WAY outside the box with 'wanna f tonight', but that is what happens to writers, right? One of these ping-pong ideas sticks and before you know it, there is a poem, or a short story, or even a novel! And sometimes that idea takes on its own life and leads you to places you didn't even imagine. So, happy roaming to both of us, and everybody else here on MPS!
THANKS FRED ~ My definition of POETRY is anywords~in~anyorder ! Because of this I always find "overdrive poetry" enjoyable to read and impossible to understand ~ perfection ! Thanks for scaring ! Yours BRIAN
Thanks Brian, didn't mean to 'scare' you! 🙂
Wonderful, relatable piece with great rhythm!
Thanks so much, poetboy, appreciate your comment!
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