Pondering thoughts, a cycle
Eternal loops of contemplation
Recurring ideas, never ending
Seeking answers, always searching
Endlessly mulling over details
Vexed by the mind's persistence
Engrossed in the same old pattern
Repeating, never to deviate
A captive to one's own thoughts
Tangled in mental repetition
Echoing the same refrain.
This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
Monday, January 6, 2025
In the Forest
In the forest,
Trees all around,
Where the birds are conversing,
Peace there is found.
Trees all around,
Where the birds are conversing,
Peace there is found.
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