bright ideas
lurk
in darkest thickets,
prone to prowling,
focusing their prey,
their sinews itching but
biding their time,
staring you out...
Pouncing,
headlong into your psyche,
letting you deflect them
or forcing you to face them down,
devour them whole or
consume a fleshy bite,
in this fight or flight,
for the right,
to feed afresh
from the dying carcass of your mind.
Shared with poets united
strike while the iron is hot
ReplyDeletegood ideas dont come at our call
but at their own whim....
Sometimes bright ideas come about at the most inopportune moments - and that's when we should listen the most :)
ReplyDeleteHard to catch those good ideas and thoughts ~ I get them when I am reading other works though ~
ReplyDeletevery interesting
ReplyDeleteZQ
nice lines and i agree with your title..
ReplyDeleteOh but sometimes those shiny ideas might be less good anyway... But you're right we squeeze them into those pigeonholes or try to shape them into those little boxes.
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