My mind’s a blank
I just can’t think
To be quite frank
I’m on the brink
Right at the edge
Without a chance
Out on a ledge
Stood in a trance
Stood in a trance
Out on a ledge
Without a chance
Right at the edge
I’m on the brink
To be quite frank
I just can’t think
My mind’s a blank
I was just afraid of a strong wind.
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Thanks guys.
It's not personal, I'm glad to say Louise, it was a kind of a challenge to write this sort of palindrome.
I think it can be quite effective Ray; this is a bit of an exercise in 'can I do it'. ?
A clever idea to intone in a repetitive way to give body to the poem - a technique often used in religious ceremony I might add. In this case it works I believe by being quite difficult to analyse in a clinical way - dare I say sort of slippery for the mind!
Nice one. Ray
Trevor I really like this. It touches on a stream of conscience that I often feel when writing.
If this is personal thoughts at the moment then it's clear your mind may feel blank but you have wonderful words to describe it.
Louise
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Harry O'Neill
Thu 2nd Feb 2017 23:20
Trevor,
Nice steel to sharpen your rhyme on.