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Thoughts blinking, thoughts booming Every second that I think, it seems the moon is looming Over the horizon it goes to make an entry to its show And then the next morning where the sun is to glow Up high in the sky, the farther we travel at the speed of sound And down when we need to, to the soft, grassy ground To underground we embark, where twisted roots may be And sideways where moles poke blindly, oh I wish they could only see Through skyward we go once again, and dive into the great ocean Aquatic animals of all kind, whales, dolphins I wish to be shown They're shy to appear, but never be afraid, I promise you all a safe haven A pair of mighty jaws appears behind me, oh no, it's the Leviathan! But a new scent appears, sweet and chocolate-like, the cookies like hunks A glass of milk next to me, knocking on me as if begging to be drunk Perhaps a minute or two, I think to myself, food and drink is in order It appears my thoughts might need two minutes or more Maybe...I can just rest and just think now after I finish eating... How should I begin? Maybe... "Thoughts blinking, thoughts booming..."
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
Thoughts Under and Over
Thoughts blinking, thoughts booming Every second that I think, it seems the moon is looming Over the horizon it goes to make an entry to its show And then the next morning where the sun is to glow Up high in the sky, the farther we travel at the speed of sound And down when we need to, to the soft, grassy ground To underground we embark, where twisted roots may be And sideways where moles poke blindly, oh I wish they could only see Through skyward we go once again, and dive into the great ocean Aquatic animals of all kind, whales, dolphins I wish to be shown They're shy to appear, but never be afraid, I promise you all a safe haven A pair of mighty jaws appears behind me, oh no, it's the Leviathan! But a new scent appears, sweet and chocolate-like, the cookies like hunks A glass of milk next to me, knocking on me as if begging to be drunk Perhaps a minute or two, I think to myself, food and drink is in order It appears my thoughts might need two minutes or more Maybe...I can just rest and just think now after I finish eating... How should I begin? Maybe... "Thoughts blinking, thoughts booming..."
I never really looked into writing a more positive poem, so I decided the best topic to start with is my thinking process, which I apply to that when imagining poems or brainstorming new story ideas. I hope you enjoy. Try to think and analyze the symbolism found here.
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
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