Lost Thoughts
For Gabriel Huizenga’s lost-ish challenge
The empty road ahead of me is filled with thoughts
I spend hours of stolen quiet
Picking up these hitchhikers
Wary of how they might repay my kindness
Avoiding others like roadkill
Rotten carcasses already abandoned by the flies
To have the choice is exhilarating
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I grew up a monk of the Marvel Order
Given a choice between the world
And being lost in thought
I would throw out the compass
But outside the forest was a sun
I would gladly revolve around the rest of my life
Joyful to be a worshiping satellite, nothing more
Even as my place in the firmament shifts
With each new planet she forms from the dust of the universe
But sometimes I miss my quiet darkness
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Even in our heavenly home built with love and adoration
Walls are plastered with responsibility
Floors are laid with expectations
And other’s desires are a tripping hazard
Being what someone needs is intoxicating
Old time medicine for when what ails you
Is You
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No matter how far I travel this highway
Speeding away from their spheres of influence
I feel the gravity of my gratitude
For being loved
For being found
But the farther I travel, the more thoughts I find
How long has that melancholy little boy been wandering about, leaving his wondering for me to find?
I pluck his discards from passing trees, spot them under circling vultures, breathe them in from the morning fog
I relish being on the trail of that pensive creature hiding out in the forests he’s planted
All the chaotic joy in my life obscures my core truth
Out of boredom, worlds are born
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About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
Comments (28)
And the best things in life do get birthed from boredom...when we have the time to address issues. Well done, Shaun.
I enjoyed your story i just gone lost in it ,an engaging content, very welldone
I love your use of the road/journey as a metaphor for our thought-life. Even the the poem reflects the serendipity of a mind wandering it is not without guardrails. The final line, out of boredom, worlds are born strikes home! Congrats on Top Story and placing in the challenge!
nice to read this
Your writing beautifully captures the tension between self-reflection and the external forces that shape us.
You have so many great metaphors and descriptions in this piece, Shaun. Wonderfully written! Congrats on the Top Story and placing in Gabriel's challenge! 🎉
All those metaphors! So many good ones that I'm not sure which of them I like best. Congratulations on placing!
Back to say congrats. So well deserved.
Congratulations on placing in the challenge 👍🏼.
Fabulous ♦️♦️♦️♦️🏆
One word: profound!
If this doesn’t make you want to jump in a vehicle and journey the world , nothing will. There is a loneliness at times but worth the trip. Fantastic.
That idea of the road for mind wanderings is a great choice and you've used it well here, Shaun. This poem has got that melancholic tone, just right. It's a trip through your thoughts and really, the very essence of who you are in terms of your loved ones, your responsibilities, who you are at the heart of your core, that little boy... Taking us away from the road towards the sun and then into the forest helped that. The forest had echoes of fairy tales. I read it two or three times, savouring the images you created in my mind. Thanks.
The imagery of picking up thoughts like hitchhikers and avoiding others like roadkill is so vivid and unique. How did you come up with such a creative metaphor? Your poem beautifully captures the journey of introspection and the balance between solitude and connection. Well done!
Crikey, Shaun! this is sublime! love the way you developed the hitchhikers and road metaphor! clever, wise, and an honest melancholic joy to read! congrats on the Top Story!
A beautiful journey of being lost and found, loved how you traveled from line to line.
Excellent
Oh wow, thanks for being my inspiration today ❤️
Cool and beautiful poem. So rich in words and took me on a journey. Love it .
This is beautiful work. Well done.
I felt a meandering in this but with a center line always in view from some angle! Fantastic Lost-ish entry, Shaun!
A well-wrought rumination on that strange twilight wherein we'll do anything just to feel something!
Wow! That was quite the journey. This line was especially graphic and appropriate. -Avoiding others like roadkill Rotten carcasses already abandoned by the flies- 😮🤩
Thanks to your fascinating poem about Lost Thoughts, I found this challenge 🤣✅
I would be glad to be able to write like this. I lingered on "Old time medicine for when what ails you/Is You"