Fleeting Thought


Fleeting Thought

Just a fleeting thought,
Seemed innocent enough.

A passing thought of passion,
Now forgetting is so tough.

Could it be, Should it be,
Either way, it's now part of me.

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ansari commented on Fleeting Thought


Interesting. Unusual topic. Sometimes a thought becomes etched in our memory.

patricialouise commented on Fleeting Thought


Yes, once thought it becomes part of us. Once said it becomes part of another. There is no going back. This is soooo good. Thank you.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

claytonbruster’s Poems (7)

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Fleeting Thought 2
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You Were 0
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