I almost had it
I could feel it there
Tickling at my brain
Trying to get my attention
Trying to grow into something
And then came the darkness
And the burgeoning thought
The idea that had been forming
Was lost to Dreamland
This is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday:
http://lindaghill.com/2015/05/29/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-3015/
(image is from my Pinterest)
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Jeanne Owens, author 
May 30, 2015 at 10:21 pm
Oh boy, doesn’t THAT sound familiar! Great post, Jeanne. 😀
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May 31, 2015 at 9:36 am
Thanks 😀
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May 31, 2015 at 9:06 am
This happens so many times with me… Captured perfectly!
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May 31, 2015 at 9:36 am
Thanks!
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May 31, 2015 at 10:19 am
This is me all the time. When will we ever learn that we will not remember and we must write it down when we think of it. 🙂
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May 31, 2015 at 10:28 am
Yes, exactly. When will we learn, indeed 🙂
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June 1, 2015 at 1:46 pm
This resonates with me!
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June 1, 2015 at 4:54 pm
Thanks! I’m sure a lot of writers will related to it 🙂
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March 19, 2017 at 11:57 pm
Well done to think of somheting like that
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March 21, 2017 at 8:00 pm
Reblogged this on Jeanne Owens, author and commented:
Reblogging this old poem I did in honor of #worldpoetryday
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