Shakespeare's Orphans
We all have thoughts
They're in our heads
During the day or when
We take to our beds
But where do thoughts go
When we're brown bread?
Do they expire when we do
Or emigrate instead?
Do orphaned thoughts stray
Seeking a new home?
Is the air alive with ideas?
Does a corps of notions roam?
And is that where poetry begins?
Idling like taxis, do rhymes
Wait for a Shakespeare, or even us
Hacks in modern times?
Has some modern Keats
Found a verse in his belly
That broke free from the corpse
Of Percy Bysshe Shelley?
Your thoughts are a good idea
But encryption is wise
Just in case after you've passed
Some tyro tries them on for size
M.C. Newberry
Sun 12th Jul 2020 15:31
Intriguing questions that are all the more interesting because there
are no obvious answers. I keep returning to the topic of electricity
and its unseen power in our lives. Do we have a similar power
source feeding our minds and bodies? Oops...another question!
And then there are transmissions that require the right equipment
to make sense of them, silent and unseen until that equipment
produces something that can be understood. And I recall
those fascinating images of lightning shooting heavenwards
rather than in the usual direction(s) of down and across our Earth's atmosphere. More questions about the how and why! .The term "mortal coil" takes on another (electrical?) meaning, doesn't it?
Oops- yet another question! But a rhetorical flourish: isn't that
what we are about...set on some pre-determined passage of advancement towards eventual enlightenment.