Tuesday, May 23, 2006


A short walk
to a lost mind
thoughts spilled on the ground
close your eyes, rewind

Sit and talk
to self, remind
try to gather all around
words and images, bind.

One not so old
overwhelmed, unsure,
lost in an endless maze
no beginning, endure.

Need to take hold
sleep, so pure
ever moving in a daze
slower times, cure
©2006 Joy M.

It's 12:42 AM I'm going to bed. If this post doesn't make sense, I won't know it till morning. Sorry.