WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 9 | April 9th | Where Our Minds Go
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9. Where Our Minds Go
To rein in our thoughts
-it is hard to do.
Especially when the news is bad
And we grab onto those words
As if they matter so.
To harness our attitudes
-with positivity
A flight with negativity and
We latch onto those feelings
As if they matter so.
To focus on the present
-a necessary task
Bring ourselves back to the
Here and now as one
Because it matters where our minds go.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04/12/2020
Where our minds go
My mind has a it's own google map
Chooses the most discombobulated route
detours, pit stops and illegal u turns
even Siri is confused and gives up
Where our minds go
is unchartered ground
but you can choose the way
after losing and then finding your way
Again where our minds go
from this way to that way
Only you will weigh
and then decide
Where your mind goes today...
Where Our Minds Go
A warm embrace
No longer alone
A smiling face
Brightens the home
This is where our minds go.
A white sand beach
A hot blazing sun
Rows of palm trees reach
Island fun
This is where our minds go
When life is at its darkest,
Positivity our dreams make
When the world is its harshest
We need an escape
This is where our minds go
©April 9, 2020
J.E. McKnight
Where Our Minds Go
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Sometimes I feel at a loss for the words to say
To have the world believe that these things in mind
Were not so bad, that these thoughts were truly O.K.
But how am I to tell in the darkness what I will find.
Am I to tell you that these thoughts in my head
Are the encompass of a whole;
But the question you asked wasn’t with that led.
No, the better question is where our minds go
When we can’t find exactly who we are
In this world of car-bumper-to-car-bumper;
How fast things move, how fast people decide how far
They take you whither.
Oh, but the story isn’t just the people of…