Out Of My Head Poem by W.I. Stoneberger

Out Of My Head



The human mind still a mystery;
what seems misfortune
can be miracle.
Sorrow can become smile.
Tragedy can turn into something
quite else.

In the memory pool,
the sad ones float
- skim the surface
and see what gets caught
(remember and release) .

Depression is a deep thought
that takes a long time
to be thought through;
sometimes when it's done,
it starts again.

Each day has its own mood,
its own memory
and emotional cycle.
A minute changes everything.
A mind can create anything.

Explore the mystery...
Embrace the contradictions...

...the human mind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Martyres 14 May 2009

Indeed the human mind is the most complicated work of nature....so difficult to predict or decipher...good write.

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