Stream of Consciousness
Thoughts pass
one to another,
flowing in a manner
that brings to mind
a vision of a stream,
its clarity a marvel
unsurpassed,
its course unquestioned,
revealed in the direction
a mind will take it,
a mind perceives it.
Thus is an idea born.
This poem is my response to Quadrille #132 Your Poem Theme: Stream, the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use a form of the word stream in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.
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The creative process, well spilled.
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Compatible currents. (K)
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Especially regarding thoughts of water.
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Ideas are often born in such a way!
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Yes!
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