The Power Of Imagination
Author: sonofadamThe Power Of Imagination
I had no new ideas to write a poem so off I went to bed
in comfort I thought I might dream the words instead!
No sooner had I settled when an inner dialogue began,
though I cannot recall each word I’ll tell you what I can!
A Shade, interposing, spoke as I was on the nod of sleep
“Why do you think your secret thoughts cannot keep?”
“I am a man who has lived” I said quickly in my mind,
“A man who has lived the life of no other human kind!”
The shade laughed mockingly, and spoke to me again,
“You are a man who has travelled near and far then?”
“Does a man have to travel to have a creative thought?”
I grew tired of this conversation in which I was caught.
“Please let me be at rest, who the hell are you anyway?”
“I am the spirit of the mind, you must hear what I say!”
His chuckle sounded like the music of the wind to me,
“If I am to believe you why is it your shape I cannot see?”
In a whisper he said, “My form shows up in your writing,
I am not so mundane, you must try to be more exciting!”
As he concluded an idea came from I know not where,
forcing me to sit up and causing my eyes to wildly stare!
Shamed and angry at the slur on all good poems of mine
I sat up and quickly wrote my thoughts in a new design!
The only thing that troubles me about what I have made
whose idea was it, was it mine or was it the inner shade?
The power of imagination is but dreams within dreams,
nothing in my new creation can be what at once it seems!
sonofadam
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Posted: Sun Sep 6, 2009 12:15 PM CST