those thoughts that flash through your mind every day
the ones that roll like quicksilver on an enamel plate
the numbers that flicker on the screen before a movie
a mouse skittering across the kitchen floor
a centipede in a woodpile
shooting stars at night
dreams buried under your pillow
words slouching, slumbering, hiding
at the back of your mind
on the tip of your tongue
do you remember them?
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How come your bio is better poetry than most of our poems?
Thank you – I think it was the bio that gave birth to the blog – and a dream that brought the words onto the page…
🙂
There is treasure here.
Fantastic bio!!!!!!!!