An idea resides
In a hollowed out place
At the back of my eyes
In an empty old space
It watches and notes
Of the life that I live
Gathering intell
And stuff that I give
It’s collecting its weapons
And soon will be grown
Ideas are dangerous
With a life of their own
People can die
And mysteries be solved
But ideas need traction
It’s how they evolved
When ideas are bad
There’s no hope in sight
But the world is an oyster
When the ideas are right
That’s very smart Pam, well put together 😀
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Thanks Mark.
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This was great. Love the oyster metaphor!
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Thanks Jack!
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My favorite line, I think, is, “…ideas need traction…” Fine concept.
Want you to know I leave Saturday very early for Maine. Will be in and out of areas of Internet and four days for sure none at all – not even phone service. Taking a sailing cruise along the coast to celebrate my 70th.
So don’t look for me to see your blog for a while. When I do find Internet, I’ll be posting!
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Thank you for stopping by. I hope your trip is wonderful! Can we hope to see pictures of the coast line?
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Very well written and thoughtful 🙂
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Thank you my friend.
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You’re welcome 🙂
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