#doris
When neurons shut down
What will be left
All we've forgotten
Remembered at death
What if we've lost
Our minds long ago
Will we somehow
Finally be Whole???
Synapses fire and spark
lightening, in our heads
so utterly uncontrolled
it's a wonder, we're not dead
Sanity and clarity flow
as does the blood in vein
pumped by, heart and soul
as if by magic, so arcane
The governing factor
That sustain our souls
Is one and the same
We can never know
Blinded by world views
Folk lore and fable
Straining to see past
Titles and labels
No fetters being strained
no chains, or restraints
just thoughts, inside our brains
words, our hands, then paint
Simplistic yet irreducible
The building blocks of knowing
A thought so deep
Is a seed ever growing
Manifested in mind
Imagination the key
What is, and what will be...
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 10:24 AM UTC
A breathe of fresh air
Or a simple breeze
But when Doris is scorned
She will strike with ease
Tearing a path through a well planned day
Ripping apart that what gets in the way
There is no mercy, no leeway or pity
An invisible force, she can level a city
Wreaking havoc and damage untold
No heed for the stupid, the brave or the bold
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 10:11 AM UTC