Friday, January 4, 2013

A Flutter of Thoughts

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with brain a-buzz
around a central thought,
like a lovely cloud of moths
that never lite,
the maybe-haze obscures certainty,

there is no focus
to the flutter of if’s;
one cannot settle...
grasp… possess… know

but in the unknowing
lies the possibility
of infinite possibilities,
and this is where our minds can dance

This is for G-man at FF55 where you can go to read 55 word gems.


  1. I love, "like a lovely cloud of moths that never lite". Very focused, your poems and wit.

  2. Like unknowing as you ay many things can be thought of and hope to be true.

  3. maybes and ifs will def rob you of opportunity...there comes a time we have to move regardless and trust we will be caught...

  4. This is really good, Mary. So many excellent lines-especially like 'maybe-haze' and 'flutter of ifs,' and the ending is perfect.

    1. Thank you Joy. I always appreciate your comments.

  5. Oh yeah baby, you been hittin the left over Holiday Cheer I see.
    I get those same Mothy Clouds!!!
    It's so nice to see you back Bach.
    You know whenever you contribute to the Friday Funfest, I get to fluttering also.
    Loved your always classy 55 Mary.
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

  6. Hahaha - are you telling me that's all from the holiday spirit(s)? Thanks Galen, and thank you for hosting the weekly 55 for all of us loyal followers :o)

  7. there is no focus
    to the flutter of if’s;

    But that is where creativity starts? :) Loved this (and the hair do)