Mental-pause

Where do the words go
when they slip through the cracks
of my mental filing cabinet?
And where is recognition
when they reappear
no longer categorized
or referenced –
out of alphabetical order –
not even an inkling of recall
as if our acquaintance is
akin to discovery?

(The Daily Prompt is inkling.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential. View all posts by VJ

5 thoughts on “Mental-pause”

janebasilblog says:

January 30, 2018 at 11:53 am

That’s a thought I’ve often had – but never managed to describe so perfectly.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 30, 2018 at 12:38 pm
  
  Haha – we get to a certain age….
  
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Colin Hill says:

January 30, 2018 at 1:26 am

I love your poetry x

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  January 30, 2018 at 4:13 am
  
  Thank you Colin. Means a lot coming from you.
  
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manyofus1980 says:

January 29, 2018 at 10:30 am

beautiful VJ ❤

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