…………….Thought a Terminus

a poem is born; a theory enunciated
a song sung, a sonnet forgotten
all just a termini of thought…..
thought meanders; moves
forms new ruts irrigate new lands
sauté hearts anew and sing new songs
thought moves on

poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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