Ada

From that brain of mind
In our body informed
Under that sky
Blue in place
The same in change
Across a terrain
Understood in sounds
Scribbled in shapes 
Exists everything
Thought to be remembered

Of this damned place 

Comes this thought of ours

Author's Note

Reviews

[KWP]

I was just listening to a podcast about control and our perception of it. We feel we need to be in control but quite the opposite of that, if we cease resistance, then we know freedom. Quite often we view our lives and wonder why such lack of control, when in fact truly we will never ever have it. Quite refreshing really!

It must have been very fresh in mind. Your poem shoved me right back into that headspace - thanks!

[Davidgeo]

i tried to make the end a little chaotic. To show how much control i have over the thought that I don't really have any control over very much at all.

[Davidgeo]

… oh yeah, ever hear of a lady named ada lovelace?

[KWP]

I have now ...

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Interesting thoughts. Loved reading.

[B-poet]

Very descriptive and informative. Often times in life we have take it as it comes. Control is an option but often times it's a limited source of power when altering the outcomes of our desired experiences. Nice work

[Darkswing]

A really interesting and an impressive read. The meaning of this poem was written really well. This is one of your best ones :)

[Mr. D]

We have control over very little in this world. Everything is out of our hands even when it seems like we can control things, we can influence them very little. Another interesting and rather stumping read. :)