If Allowed To Wander Poem by vern eaker
If Allowed To Wander
If allowed to wander
My mind becomes
Quite a wonder
Travels far
Travels fast
There is no last
It is organized chaos
Un tethered worlds
Treasure found and lost
Thoughts skew thoughts
Now thinking shish-kabobs
Now thinking Jobs
Leaping visions I see
Unimportant urgency
Rushing patiently to me
It occurs for me to see
This poem has no end
My mind being penned
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8/28/2026 9:50:00 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Nice write very good point 10+