The thought escapes me...A Poem by Naomi Montana Walshself explanitoryA tiny fragment of thought , comes and beckons me, it wants to be poetry. It had meetings and appointments to make and most importantly, it needs to become poetry, but this thought it enters my head while I am driving, and it becomes impatient with me.. I'd pull over if traffic would allow , I am not one to stand in the way of thought and poetry, however, I do not get the opportunity and the thought slipped my mind the one that so fervently , wished to become poetry. Perhaps , seeing, I was otherwise engaged that thought became another poets poem that I might then someday read and say “ I once thought that very same thing , I once almost wrote that poem. That thought, I totally hoped would remember it's way back to me , when I was home and there was no traffic and I was here as I am right now..more than , ready , but willing and able to write poetry.. but that little thought it escapes me.
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6 Reviews Added on May 16, 2010 Last Updated on May 16, 2010 AuthorNaomi Montana WalshLos Angeles , CAAboutI am a writer and Artist .. well actually those are the same thing to me..I like to tell stories with art and I like to make pictures with words ..I live a happy life now but have walked through the v.. more..Writing
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