Momentary Musing © Poem by Roann Mendriq

How very strange and slightly weird,
that lines I pore and ponder on;
are scarcely read and seldom heard,
are here today, tomorrow gone.

And casual lines tossed in a spree
of carefree momentary musing,
win wide approval, claps of glee,
really not of my own choosing...

Perhaps then, too much thinking weighs
me down, till I grow ponderous;
And wont to cringe at flippant praise,
that sounds to me quite sonorous.

The less I think, the more I'm free...
Methinks this says a lot of me.