Cluttered Brain Seeks Peace
Cluttered Brain Seeks Peace
by Jane Tawel
December 2, 2021
*
“My brain is so cluttered,”
she muttered.
The thoughts swirled around
and around.
And with things from the past,
and ideas that don’t last,
her thinkings could get her quite down.
*
There’s far too much flotsam,
and jetsam,
a-swirling and whirling inside.
But often I find there is yet some
odd notions that serve as good guides.
*
“So how does one think without jumble?”
She often would hear herself mumble.
How to winnow and cull,
the good guides from the dull?
The conundrum made her fumble and stumble.
*
To swim in the ocean of musings,
that my brain daily paddles upon,
makes a moment morose and confusing,
and then —