Sunday, February 9, 2014

Ideas*


Ideas*

Ideas, where do they come from let alone where they go?
Are they a product of within for I do not know?
One stems from the other, one at time as I see
Something with a word or two breaking away to be free
I will just let them rise and pop out of my head
Than to keep them inside and lay dormant instead

Dom*Colucci © 2014

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