(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy! Here is Poem #24.)
i think…
i thought…
i mean…
i saw…
this thing
like that
over there
next to this
doing…
well you know
the things
it does
when it is doing
and then it was
sorta
kinda
to and froing
vanishing
like it
never was…
ya know what I mean?
merlinspielen 
I do! oh I do!
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Hey there is my favourite blogging poet…who is no longer blogging!
And of course you understand – it goes with your job! You know the book with the red cover that had a love story by that woman author – and people die in it!
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I might be “waking up”
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We are always “waking up” and tomorrow we “wake” to another realization. It is the way we are are designed. What seemed sensible yesterday looks entirely different when examined under a different light.
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So true
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