Not Your Ordinary Book Poem by Troy Cochran

Not Your Ordinary Book

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Upon this train of thought
the changing scenes

present an aspect to my mind
that only dreams.

It has forgotten how to think
in block-by-block.

It wants to think in streams,
to leap from rock to rock

with moss in hair; in truth
and dare; the way a boy dreams

when he pulls the whole sky down
around him just to talk to God,

there where no one sees
because they never think to look.

I think my soul is not
your ordinary book,

and fields of wheat or maize
or even cityscapes

are yellows, greens, and grays
that can be molded into other shapes;

and hurling through the days
at such extreme velocity

opens up a different way
of being next to you.

Wednesday, July 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness,perception
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Savita Tyagi 07 July 2019

Lovely poem. My soul is not just an ordinary book.....I will remember these lines.

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Troy Cochran 07 July 2019

Yes, there's more to every person than meets the eye. Which is why one should never judge a body by its cover. Thank you for commenting. :)

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