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H E L P

Post No. 827

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H E L P

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memory gaps

recalls lapse

panic saps

……      my reason

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clear lines

cloudy times

mental trips

hanging on

……      by fingertips

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searching for a name

……      in the confines of my brain

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and the more i stress

……      the worse it gets

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©Denise G Allen, 24 June 2015 07:10


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My head, my brain, my mind

Post No. 787

 

My head, my brain, my mind

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My head says one thing,

But I can’t make up my mind.

My brain tells me, ‘No’,

But my mind cannot decide.

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There is no unity between the three,

They all seem doomed to disagree.

‘Mind over matter’, or so the saying goes,

So what’s the matter with my mind?

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‘Out of sight, out of mind’ is another,

So tell me, my brother,

Is it possible for me

To leave my mind behind?

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I can lose my mind

Or I could lose my head

But if I lost my brain

I surely would be dead.

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This poem was written in 20I2, but I must have forgotten to publish it, lol.

Oh dear, I see it was published although a search did not find it.  Gremlins!

©DGA 20 January 2012 09:34


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Ghost Train

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Riding on the ghost train
Killing off my brain,
Riding on the ghost train
There and back again.

Icky sticky spider’s snare
Caught against my new-washed hair
And a pair of glowing eyeballs
Floated through the foetid air.

Riding on the ghost train
Killing off my brain,
Riding on the ghost train
There and back again.

A bloodied face looked down on me
With no eyes that I could see,
Drip, drip, drip from out the sockets,
Metallic smell from naked sprockets.

Riding on the ghost train
Killing off my brain,
Riding on the ghost train
There and back again.

Nowhere safe to stop the train,
They are out to get my brain,
Now my head aint worth a dime,
God help me save this life of mine.

Riding on the ghost train
Killing off my brain,
Riding on the ghost train
There and back again.

Aaaaaaarghhhhh…

©Denise G Allen, 17 December 2013 10:58


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Seeds

Edited

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Ideas – dart – inandout – my head,

Buzz a-r-o-u-n-d my mind;

One, perhaps STRonger,

Persists a little longer~~~

Lodges in my brain,

The rest are swept away

Like sterile eggs

Kept for another day…

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©Denise G Allen, 16 May 2013 05:55

There is creative reading as well as creative writing.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson


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My Head, My Brain, My Mind

.

My head says one thing,

But I can’t make up my mind.

My brain tells me, ‘No’,

But my mind cannot decide.

.

There is no unity between the three,

They all seem doomed to disagree.

‘Mind over matter’, or so the saying goes,

So, what’s the matter with my mind?

.

‘Out of sight, out of mind’ is another,

So tell me, my brother,

Is it possible to leave my mind behind

And thus be out of my mind?

.

I can lose my mind or lose my head

But if I lost my brain, I would be dead.

.

©DGA 20 January 2012 09:34