Sunday, August 29, 2010

Meditation on the Art of Clearing Ones Mind

I try to clear my mind--I really do--
but things keep pouring in to grab the space.
I hear the breeze and wonder why it's blue;
I feel the sunlight shadowing my face.

Resolved, I shake my head and toss them out--
the ponderous questions, maudlin songs and cries.
I litter the air with shreds of stubborn doubt,
with shards of joys and poignant little sighs.

I empty mighty hopes and random dreams,
Throw out the tedious ramblings and the rage,
Out whispered hunches--anything that seems
To take up any space! Get off the stage!

But endless are the sources of this spring
I cannot clear my mind of everything!


  1. and why should you.. there are beutiful things too..feel filled..fulfilled..

  2. That's true. It just doesn't stop, no matter how hard we try.

  3. Nicely told - it does just keep re-filling and re-filling. :)

  4. A very common struggle very wonderfully told! Great work with this prompt :)

  5. I love being overwhelmed in a good way with thoughts and ideas. It's the bad ones I could live without... nice work with the prompt!

  6. Ultimately, we are here. Beautiful poem